Raining this morning. We packed and cleaned up. Then off to the station for the 10.47 am to Peterborough. After much confusion of "where is our train" we plus a hoard of other people finally found the train. We left about 6 or 8 minutes late. The train trip was very good...no sheep or cattle, but plenty of crops and pig farms.
On arrival at Peterborough we were informed that our train had been cancelled (some sort of problem/s with the train back in Kings Cross, London). We were informed that we could catch the next train to Edinburgh. Just think 2 train load of passengers into 1 train. The train was packed to the rafters. When we managed to get on I found two unreserved seats, so with a little bit of rugby forward drive managed to secure them. By the time we got to Doncaster it was standing room only. The conductors were so busy they didn't even have time to check the tickets. They also announced that the drink trolley was lost somewhere on the train. Fun, fun, fun.
Arrive at York around 2.30 pm. Worked out what bus to catch to our accommodation. Checked in and went exploring. York has a food festival on at the moment, such wonderful smells...so we brought 3 locally made pies for dinner. Went to the local coop and brought mashed spud (just microwave) and a salad. Thankfully we have a small kitchenette as part of our studio, So we ate in.
Also walked a bit of the castle wall. The castle's gates are called "bars", from Roman time to bar entry. They were open from 6 am to 6 pm in Roman, Viking and Norman times. Street names also end in the word "gate" from the viking to mean road.
Walking the wall gave us a good view of what the city walls contain. We saw York Minister (the best example of Gothic architecture in UK?Europe. Could have gone in should we wish to attend evensong
So tomorrow we are off on a 2 hour walking tour then on to the Jorvik viking centre. More walking, but fun...fun...fun
Both Norwich and York are full of students (both British and foreign). Busy, busy.
Did observe that there are a lot of Asian students in both towns. In York in particular they are accompanied by their parents. The hotel we are staying at has a large number of foreign families staying. Even on the trains they are present with extremely large roller bags. I summarize that this must be the start of the academic year, like we did with our daughter "who can not be named" (she is now a lawyer and has threatened to take me to the privacy commissioner) when she studied overseas.
Our little studio has a big window which looks West, so we enjoyed a long rest with the sun streaming in.
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