That was the first time I’ve travelled further north than York in the UK yesterday. But I was awe struck by the views of certain places.
The splendour and enormity of the stations at York, Darlington, Newcastle and Edinburgh. The sweeping bends and viaducts. The greenery. The Tyne Bridge in Newcastle. The beauty and serenity of Durham, and by far the best, Berwick-Upon-Tweed.
Now Berwick-Upon-Tweed is the easternmost border between England and Scotland. The view coming into the station is magnificent. The vast River Tweed flowing out into the North Sea, and a delightful town either side. It’s a shame I’ve got no pictures of these views as I was seated on the wrong side of the train, going and coming back! Just my luck really. It’s a bit rude to get up and lean across to take pictures while people are asleep or reading, so politeness abounds.
And then Edinburgh. You can see Arthur’s Seat, a big hill outside of the capital, on the journey into Edinburgh. Then you have the history, the beauty, the splendour, the architecture of the Scottish capital. Bit hilly though! You need strong legs, feet and a strong pair of shoes to negotiate the hilly parts of the town centre. Not for an unfit person like me!
Just added to the experience of a wonderful day, one to store in the memory bank, especially on those cold winter evenings. Great to do something on a whim. Set your mind to it and you can do anything.