I’m no stranger to traipsing around Europe and seeking the highest points by climbing every tower possible. It’s always a kick in the butt, but a fantastic way to see the best views on the cheap and tone up those glutes.
The tower of Europe have absolutely NOTHING on Dover. Three days later, I’m STILL sore. To allow you to have the best possible experience ever, I now present my own version of a work-out tape: how to be completely unprepared for Dover.
First, definitely dress like you are going sledding in Alaska in January. I wore a tank top, sweater, jacket, rain jacket, scarf, jeans, AND knee socks for good measure. That was about 2 layers too many; at one point I almost stripped down to my tank top – in 50 degree weather – just to get some relief.
Next, only have a vague understanding of Dover Castle. This was the first stop in our itinerary and I GUESS I knew in the back of my mind that it was at the top of a hill, but I didn’t really stop to think about it.
Not only is it at the top of a hill, it has grabbed ALL the hills in England and carried them over to the Castle grounds to ensure you somehow always have another hill to climb up.