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Day out in Exeter

Back to Exeter today, the plan was to see the underground passages early then find the historic quayside and join what they call a “red-coat walking tour” around the quay area. Seems to be a recurring theme at the moment, but the plan had to be revised, the passages thing was all booked out until 3 in the afternoon and the only red-coat tour for the day was at 2 in the afternoon. After booking in for the passages tour I headed off for the quay area – had a map from the tourist centre and the maps thing on my phone going and still got bamboozled. Some people I know would say they’re not surprised at this, but honestly, I’m not usually this bad at finding my way around! With more good luck than good management and by stalking following a couple of people who had a map and looked like tourists I eventually got there.

Shops along the quay at Exeter

Shops along the quay at Exeter

It’s another nice place, although very quiet compared to the town centre, and has the old storage things under the cliffs now housing crafty shops. Did a bit of a walk through and stopped for lunch at a coffee shop there before braving the walk back to town. I came to an intersection and the sign for the town centre was pointing to the right when I had been expecting to turn left – I really must have looked lost or befuddled because a woman stopped and asked me if I needed help. When I explained, she just laughed and said the sign had been messed with and that I should go left, yay me!

I AM SO PEEVED RIGHT NOW!!! For the second time now I’ve lost a post – but, on the bright side, at least now I know how I did it. It’s all to do with using an iPad and happens when I’m adding photos. Soooooo, this will be a quick catch-up!

You’d think with over an hour to spare and ample shops around I’d have been in seventh heaven but this having to carry everything with you all the time has really put a dampener on my shopping skills – unbelievable, I know, but true! As good as it got was replacing my keyboard and get another charger for my phone/iPad. Note to others, those keyboard you have to plug into a computer to charge aren’t much good when you don’t have access to computers, good old Apple make one that runs on AA batteries!

Underground passages Exeter, sorry about the dodgy pic, didn't want to get left behind

Underground passages Exeter, sorry about the dodgy pic, didn’t want to get left behind

The highlight of Exeter for me was the underground passages tour. From the street you go down maybe 50 stairs to the shop and exhibition room where they have a few interactive displays for the technically minded, a video you can stand in front of that shows you “flying” through the tunnels, artifacts recovered from the area and the usual poster information. Before the tour starts they show a video explaining the history of the passageways then it’s on with the hard hats and follow the leader.

The passages were built back in the 14th or 15th century; parts of Exeter had a fresh water supply that originated from springs outside the city walls and ran through lead pipes. To make maintaining the pipes easier they dug deep ditches, lined the walls with bricks, built a roof over the top and ran the pipes through what is now the underground passages. I think they are now about 4 – 6 meters underground, very cool don’t you think?

We hadn’t gone more than 10 steps before I had my first “thunk”, thank goodness for the hard hat; from then on I adopted this funny stooped over waddle for the rest of the tour. I don’t think we really covered much ground but passed a few intersections and a couple of alcoves they think had been used as defensive lookouts during wars – not sure if the passages were as deep then or not. The guide was great, we stopped a few times and she’d let us know where we were in relation to landmarks at street level or tell us different bits and pieces. In one section there is a bit of a detour you can take that is extremely low, out of the ten or so people only one young Asian girl took the challenge, and she duck walked through! The guide was laughing, she said she’d never had anyone do that before, everyone always crawls on hands and knees. Anyhow, I loved every minute of it, just wish I had been last in line so I could have taken a few decent photos, but you can’t have everything, can you.

So, back to Exmouth on the train, dinner at the Beach Pub and another great day done and dusted.

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Things I should write about before I forget – No. 3

Forget to put this in my Portsmouth post; when I arrived back at Ashby’s I let myself in the back door and could hear some-one just about bringing the house down snoring. Another woman was coming in through the front at the same time and we just looked at each other and burst out laughing. The owner, who is rather a large man, but lovely, was sitting in one of the lounge chairs with his head dropped way back dead to the world.

Without disturbing him we sat and chatted for quite a while, she’s an American, travelling alone too and had come the opposite way to me so we swapped stories on where we’d been. She gave me a few good tips too. If someone dodgy looking asks her questions she answers them with “sprecken ze deutch?” and makes out she’s German, says no-one messes with Germans!!! And I can’t remember the others now, hopefully I will, because they were good tips – see, this is why I need to write stuff down before I forget.

Anyhow, we were there chatting for a good half hour before old mate woke and joined us for a chat. Somehow they started talking about little known facts, they said something about there always being a “green man” somewhere in the windows or decorations of cathedrals – strange, I know, and I’m not likely to ever find out if it’s true as churches and cathedrals are not high on my lists. Next thing you know the owner toddled off and came back a few minutes later with two pages printed for each of us with little known English laws; that kept us amused for a good while then.

Just another one of the little things that keep it interesting!

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The consequences of not getting lost

Got the train to Exeter okay, then another to Exmouth and found the way to my new abode – much better at following directions and the blue line this time! Also, this one really was only a 10 minute walk from the station. So, here I am, all pleased with myself at having found it without any drama – try the door, ring the bell, wait, knock on door, wait, look around, wait, ring the bloody bell again – WTF, who does this?, takes bookings and then goes out for the day????

Exmouth beachfront looking decidedly overcast and cold!

Exmouth beachfront looking decidedly overcast and cold!

You know how we think this travelling thing is all beer and skittles? Picture this, I’m standing on the corner of two streets, right across from the ocean, gale force winds blowing from the Antarctic, or maybe it’s the Arctic up here, freezing my hands and everything else off and can’t get anyone to answer the door or either of the two phone numbers I have. Oh, and I sent a text and got no reply to that either.

So, ring booking.com, they’re not much help either, she tries the same numbers I’ve tried, and, surprise, surprise, she can’t get any answer either. The girl at booking.com asks me to wait a half hour and if we can’t get hold of anyone then she will find somewhere else for me to stay.

Well, what’s a girl to do? Go to the pub of course! Conveniently located just one block back was one of the little English pubs I’ve found to be a good place to eat or just have a drink while researching. This one was called “the Beach” and was really quaint.

That wasn’t too difficult, nice warm English pub, glass of red and when I eventually pried myself out of there – someone to let me in at Ash Hotel, although she did have to make a couple of phone calls to the owner before we got organized with my room. Hmmm, this is why they say to make sure you have plenty of daylight hours when arriving at a new place!

Yay, nice room and free wifi that works, A pub down the road for dinner, I’m set!

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Things I should write before I forget – No. 2

I met a couple of lovely memorable young women on the train from Exeter the other day; mind you, we sat in silence most of the journey, until one of them spilt her glass of wine and then there was no stopping us!

The girl with the wine was having the day off work and heading to a friend’s place for the weekend, the other was just heading home. The wine girl was telling us how she sat near a woman on an earlier part of her journey who was drinking gin (mixed with something), and how to look at her you might think she was just a bit of an alcho, but that she was lovely and had a really interesting life. Anyhow, on the strength of this chance meeting, she decided to buy a small bottle of wine and get into the swing of things herself. She was hilarious, dropping things and waving her plastic glass around telling us about the gin lady. When they found out what I was doing she was full of questions about where I was going and suggestions for me. She had backpacked for six months in her late teens and travels every chance she gets now.

The other girl had the brightest red hair you’ve ever seen, I mean fire engine red, but we didn’t get acquainted well enough to find out the story behind that one. She works and has young children, moved to a little village from London and just loves it – and was really knowledgable about Cornwall so she was adding things to my list of must see and do also.

I was a bit worried about wine girl when it was her stop, she fluffed around putting her bottle and glass tidily back in its little brown paper bag (with handles, so much more upmarket than the ones you have to twist tie), then placing it on the floor somewhere it wouldn’t fall over, then collecting her scarf, coat, handbag and duffle – all the while still talking to me and exhorting me to have the most wonderful time ever. Meanwhile everyone else who was getting off was halfway down the platform, but she just toddled off with a cheery wave and the biggest smile, and the train pulled out about two seconds after she got out the door!

So, visitor information, good company and free entertainment along with the train journey.

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