A Surprise Hen At the Daylesford Organic Farm

Three years ago,

I would think that the title of this post

would guarantee a story of a chicken

would be about to unfold.

But guess what...

it's not!

A "hen" (or "hen-do" or "hen party")

is what ye olde Brits call bachelorette parties.

So surprise!

This isn't a blog post about chickens...

it's about a girls weekend away

celebrating my friend,

Amber, 

and her upcoming wedding.

We surprised Amber with a weekend away

to a undisclosed location.

I came over an hour before we were leaving,

helped her pack a suitcase

with weird, vague scenarios she might encounter.

(Example: Pretend you are going to be in the "It's All Good" cookbook photoshoot.)

Amber thought I was crazy...

which makes her very intuitive.

We hopped the bus,

arrived at Paddington

and- surprise- all of her ladies

were waiting for her at the Paddington Bear statue.

We hopped a train,

gave her a box of clues,

and before we were out of the city-

our destination was revealed:

a ladies weekend at the famous

Daylesford Organic Farm

in the Cotswolds.

We had such an amazing time.

I really can't think of a prettier and more relaxing weekend.

We stayed in the

Wild Rabbit Inn,

had a group yoga class,

got a visit to the spa for massages,

and took a four hour cooking class.

Now, I can hear your thoughts:

Lauren, you're supposed to be cheap.

This place looks fannnnncy.

Who do you think you are, Nora Ephron?

It was, but going as a group helped out the pricing so much!

We paid for our hotel separately, 

but for the yoga, 45 minute massages + cooking class

it was only around £160 per person.

That's not terrible for two days of activities...

especially of this caliber.

(And this group of girls was a pretty awesome one to share it with.)

Personally, I have to say,

it far trumps my bachelorette party,

which was so much of a disaster

I'm not even going to talk about here.

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What do you think?

Is this your type of girls weekend

or would you spend that £160 on a flight to Ibiza?

(Personally, this girly weekend was my Gwyneth-y cup of tea.)

*all images original to Aspiring Kennedy