Unlike a lot of my friends, I never went to the Isle of Wight as a kid (not that I can complain with grandparents in Australia!) So I decided to go for my 34th birthday instead. Mainly, to feed my obsession with American Airstreams by staying at Vintage Vacations (which was AMAZING!) For those people who accuse me of being a little bit of a hipster, on this occasion, yup, I hold my hands up. I drank Babycham with pink hair.
The Isle of Wight itself was lovely. Quintessentially English with its thatched cottages and cream teas, we pottered and mooched and had a jolly old British seaside time. Recommend! Px