Where to begin? I haven’t written about a trip I’ve taken in here for almost two years. Can I even call myself a travel blogger any more?
Existential questions aside, I suppose there’s nothing for it but to just pick up where I left off. For much of 2021, foreign travel wasn’t really on the cards. As a result, I ended up taking many short trips within the UK; I made it to Bournemouth, Scarborough and Yorkshire, Norfolk, Warwick, Shropshire and Wales, Whitstable and Canterbury which were all lovely without exception.
when I started writing in here today I didn’t think it would be worth recapping those trips. However, now that I think of it, it does seem fitting to touch on them here. I am a fan of the UK and do genuinely think it’s one of the most wonderful countries to explore (if it’s sunny). So let’s talk about England.
So, Bournemouth, what’s it like? Allegedly it has a big beach and it’s full of old people. My visit more or less confirmed both to be true, although I was surprised to learn there were also plenty of young people, and plenty of places to drink. Despite travel being pretty restricted at the time, the town seemed pretty busy, and I was unable to even get in to the hottest bar in town, located at the end of the pier. I have to say, Bournemouth beach is objectively pretty outstanding. I’d say the highlight of the trip was renting bikes and cycling away from town along the many-mile-long promenade.
When I told friends, colleagues and well-wishers that I was taking a short holiday to Scarborough and surrounds with my (now ex) boyfriend, I was greeted with many a bemused and disgusted look. But our trip up to Yorkshire was absolutely lovely. Scarborough’s waterfront may have seen better days, but its castle is stunning. We also visited York which is obviously brilliant, took the bus up to Whitby to see the Abbey which was pretty awesome and finally we visited a Bird Garden/Animal Park near Filey which was so cute!
Visiting Warwick Castle was a great idea of mine, which saw us taking a train from London at the end of December for the day. A live falconry show, a mosey around some beautiful rooms inside the castle and then a heavenly piece of cake and cup of tea in a nearby cafe made for a perfect little trip.
The other trips were lovely, but I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. I cannot overstate the benefits of getting out of London to escape to the countryside every now and then though. Whenever I do it, I realise I’ve been carrying a little kernel of anxiety in me all week long that somehow lessens as soon as I see a few trees, or the sea. I’m writing this now after not leaving London for months – so it’s serving as a great reminder for me to book a train and go see some more of our charming little country.