Today all the hostels in the UK were full because it is Easter weekend, so I decided to set out on the train and try my luck because I was done with Scotland. It was lovely, but I was done.
I decided to wait on Ireland until after London because then I can use my Eurail pass and not spend extra money (Eurail covers Ireland but BritRail doesnt, weird).
I bought a postcard for my Grandad and then boarded the train for Endinbrough. I wish we had stayed in Edinbrough rather than Glasgow, it's so much nicer! I decided Scotland is a place I would like to stay for two weeks in some summer to write, but I would definitely stay in Edinbrough for a couple days in the beginning.
From Edinbrough I caught a train to York and on the ride I started talking to Tara, a terribly interesting Londoner and we have tentative tea plans for when I am in her neighborhood. If she looks me up.
I love New York, I love the York family, so it only seems right that I love old York. (However I don't like York candies, so there is that). It is beautiful! I would love to live there for at least a couple months of my life. I think I will. Unfortunately I walked all the way to the hostel to find out what I already knew (that it was full). Then I found a wall that you can walk on, so I jumped on and ended up walking half the city. Lovely, lovely, lovely.
Finally headed back to the station and caught a train to Derby. Really dreadful place, but it had a cheap hotel. I walked around and ended up in a kind of bad part of town so some homeless guy from Pakistan pointed me in the right direction and told me to leave my imaginary boyfriend for him. Then I stopped in a bar and did kareoke with a group of lovely locals, but a couple of the guys creeped me out so when they asked where I was from, I used my Canadian alias and I felt badly about it later. Oh well.
Tomorrow maybe Nottingham and then Manchester?
When I get to Cynthia's I am booking as many of my future hostels as possible. I love having the freedom to be where I want and when, but I can't afford staying in 50£ hotels because of it.
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Woman, York Peppermint Patties are delicious. You are clearly broken.
ReplyDeleteHello lady, yep, we caught our train but made it to london later than we should have. some person wanted to make a statement and jumped in front of a train. weird huh. anyway we are back in italy now. check out my face book later for updates, and remember, i have contacts in london area and italy if you are hard up on a place to stay. love you lady, i am insanely glad that we got to hang out and that you taught me the right way to do europe.. laters.
ReplyDeletewhile you are in the UK living it up, I am doing hair (poorly) for Pride and Prejudice. It's almost like the same thing, right?
ReplyDeleteReserving hostels...very, very smart...
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