Alex graciously allowed me to bring one or two of my all-time favorite books, one of which is Watership Down, by Richard Adams. Wait a second, you’re saying, isn’t that the kid’s book about the talking rabbits? Yes, yes it is. But it’s also an incredibly well-written story. I could also say that it’s a socio-economic allegory of the Cold War, but that might be reading too much into it.
Last week I sat down and re-read (for the umpteenth time) Watership Down, and I realized that we can actually go see the real downs. They lie south of London, but not too far for a Saturday jaunt.
I think I’ll have to put this on our to-do list (which is growing longer by the minute!). I’m looking forward to seeing some nice scenery, but probably not any rabbits. Wikipedia says that there aren’t any burrows on the Downs. 😦
Even if we don’t get out to this area until the summer, I still think it will be worth it. In the mean time, you should go pick up a copy of the book! Seriously!