There's an adorable little country village halfway between London and Royal Tunbridge Wells, right next to Hever. The oldest village of Kent, and it's described as "the most perfect surviving example of a Tudor village in the county".
The name of the village 'Chiddingstone' is traditionally believed to be named after a huge natural sandstone located near the centre of the village, that is said to had been a seat of judgement in the early days. Of course, it's not likely to be true.
It's only a one-street village, but we spent long hours here, admiring the adorable houses with lovely gardens, the architecture, the old stone church of St. Mary, with its cemetry. The Castle of Chiddingstone, all the tulip trees, daffodils, and the inn with the cutest dog at the café.
There's not much to say about this place, but it was one of the most memorable streets to walk. It felt absolutely magical! This charming little village was a place where time definitely has stopped, history was surrounding us, and all of us felt absolutely stress-free.
I can't wait for another chance to spend some time again at a village in the British countryside!
Do you prefer the city or the country?