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There’s more to Scarborough than just arcade games.

13th June 2013

I visited a little art gallery set in the most gorgeous street this morning, the gallery wasn’t overly impressive but the building was wonderful. Then I decided I might as well go see another castle, even if it did mean walking up a fairly steep hill – they all seem to be on the top of a bloody hill, although that’s probably the best position.

This one's for you Richard Chapman

This one’s for you Richard Chapman

I still surprise myself at how much I’m enjoying walking everywhere, it’s never been my favourite pastime, but hey, everyone can change can’t they. I passed the churchyard where one of the Bronte sisters, Anne, is buried as well as the premises of a TL Chapman and Son funeral directors – took a photo for you, Richard!

Towards the harbour from Scarborough Castle

Towards the harbour from Scarborough Castle

Had some tremendous views over both sides of the headland, Scarborough seems to be split into about four or five different parts above the cliffs, below the cliffs and on either side of the headland.

I totally enjoyed the castle, not that there’s really all that much intact now, but I walked right out to the edge of the headland and around it as well. I didn’t seem to do much with my day but it took me all day to do it!!

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Why are you going to Scarborough?

12th June 2013

Everyone seemed to have the same reaction when I told them I was going to Scarborough next. I’m guessing it doesn’t have a great reputation as a destination for overseas visitors. Quite often on this trip I haven’t really had a reason for going somewhere, except that it seems to be in the general direction I’m heading. But I can’t say that about Scarborough because I’ll have to backtrack to York to head south again.

Looking down to the beach from near the Grand Hotel in Scarborough, England

Looking down to the beach from near the Grand Hotel in Scarborough, England

I just picture Scarborough as one of the typical English seaside holiday places in years gone by, and would like to see what it’s like. There’s also a bit of a pull to see what the English version is like of the places where I grew up at home – that’s probably weird but there it is.

So – first impressions weren’t all that favourable!! The pedestrian street near the train station seemed to be grubby and full of not very savoury characters, and then as I got closer to my hotel it seemed to get even worse – but then I realised I was going down a back alley where hotels stored their rubbish bins, lol.

View from my room at the Mount Hotel Scarborough

View from my room at the Mount Hotel Scarborough

By the time I found the front entrance of the Mount Hotel, I really was expecting the worst but I feel in love with it the moment I walked in the door. It’s like walking back in time to, I don’t know, maybe the thirties or forties, just how I imagined holiday hotels would be by the English seaside. It’s all very old fashioned and gorgeous, the tables in the dining room have starched tablecloths and serviettes and silver tableware. And to make it even better, my room looks out over the ocean and the Spa Bridge, has free internet and isn’t going to break the budget.

I arrived about lunch time and felt like I’d walked the entire shore-front by the evening. I resisted the urge to take the tram down to the beach and walked down the terraced stairs, it’s a mighty big drop to the sea.

At the seaside, Scarborough, England

At the seaside, Scarborough, England

The seafront was an eye opener, full of cheap junk shops and arcade game places – now I know why people were looking at me strangely for going to Scarborough! It really is rather tacky in parts, seems much more so than the seafront of Brighton. But even with all that, it’s still wonderful to see and experience. The harbour was full of fishing boats, kids were having donkey rides along the beach and pretty much everyone on the sand was fully clothed – so English.

When I got to the headland and what looked like a full on side-show alley, with rides of all sorts, I turned back and headed towards the Spa Complex that I kept hearing about. I was sadly disappointed, yet again, to find there is no spa there – it’s an entertainment complex – bugger. But, what an entertainment complex, I’ve no idea what the inside was like but the exterior was gorgeous.

Near the Spa Complex, Scarborough England

Near the Spa Complex, Scarborough England

Then further along, I came to what looked like something out of a roman settlement – a covered curved walkway with cement columns right down on the water’s edge – just amazing, and a little bit creepy as there weren’t any other people around. But wait, there’s more – further along still were brightly coloured beach huts and a lovely café set a bit higher up the cliffs.

What an afternoon, I’m so pleased I cam to Scarborough, and I’ve got lots more to see yet.

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Huge Apologies!!!

I’ve got a very big apology to make to my faithful followers, I’m so sorry for not posting anything for so long.

As you’ve probably worked out by now, I’m massively behind in posting about my travels – and it get worse every day! I just don’t seem to be able to dash off something quickly.

One of the things I need to remember every day.

One of the things I need to remember every day.

To make matters worse, at times I’ve found it very hard going since I left England for France at the end of June. Instead of being a big sook and running home, I decided to join a bus tour to try and combat the loneliness.

So, a couple of weeks ago I joined a 15 day bus tour around Spain, Portugal and Morocco. I’ve just returned from that tour, had a wonderful time, met lots of beautiful people and saw amazing things.

Now that I back on my own again I should be posting two or three times a week, and I’d love to hear how other travellers fight the loneliness attacks and also make the time to write regularly. All help appreciated!!

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And he marched them up to the top of the hill……

 

Clifford's Tower on top of it's own little hill

Clifford’s Tower on top of it’s own little hill

10th June 2013

That’s that grand old duke of York again – but I don’t think this is the hill he marched his 10,000 men up and down, I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t all have fitted anyhow.

There was a group of school children visiting Clifford’s Tower just ahead of me. Some of them were running up the stairs and along the ledges without a care in the world but a few of the girls were quite hesitant about it all – I have to say my vote was with the hesitant ones this time. It seems awfully high up without much to hang on to at times. Great views though, and some gory history attached to the tower.

Vintage toys in York Castle Museum

Vintage toys in York Castle Museum

Just across the road from the little hill and tower was one of the places that I enjoyed most, York Castle Museum. There is just so much to see here, in my opinion, an absolute must. I was tripping along down memory lane every few seconds in some places. The Toy Stories exhibition had everyone ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ and ‘I remember that-ing’. Meccano, a spirograph, toy ovens and cash registers, it was all there.

Looking down into Kirkgate St in York Castle Museum

Looking down into Kirkgate St in York Castle Museum

The Victorian street of the  Kirkgate exhibition is mind boggling in it’s completeness and the fact that just one man collected everything in it for its educational value, not just for collecting’s sake. John Kirk was the collector and museum founder and the street was recreated in the museum in 1938. The shops are based on real York shops of the Victorian era and it’s just like you walked back in time when you enter them, it’s mesmerizing.

The prison area was again full of heart wrenching stories and   images in what would have been a terribly dark, dank place, although there are beautiful wooden staircases and cute light fittings there now.

I wandered out to have a look at the mill-house but there wasn’t much inside so I sat and actually finished a sketch for once, paint and all. After the peace and quiet of the garden the Sixties exhibition was all loud colours and noise – just as I remember them from my childhood!

Another stop with my York Pass that I thoroughly enjoyed was a walk through Fairfax House, dating from the 1700’s, was renovated in 1762 to be part of Viscount Fairfax daughter’s dowry, although she never married. Amazingly, when it was obtained by the York Civic Trust, after being used as a cinema and dance hall for 50 years, they found few structural changes had been made and now the house is much as it was back in the 1770’s. It’s a gorgeous house full of beautiful pieces collected by Noel Terry, apparently a well known collection of 18th century furniture and clocks.  There were no photos allowed, which I don’t like, but there were people in all the rooms who were happy to share their knowledge and love of the house with me. I like talking to the volunteers when they’re around instead of just wandering through without any background; usually they are older people with a real passion for the place who love a chat – good value!!

 

York Roman Baths

York Roman Baths

Another set of roman bath ruins in York are in the basement area of one of the hotels. It wasn’t very well presented or looked after but it seems to be privately owned so maybe that’s why – hardly worth the time or money to visit, but you never know if you never go do you??

Dining in style at Gray's Court, York

Dining in style at Gray’s Court, York

Someone told me about a good place for lunch one day, Gray’s Court, just past the Treasurer’s House. It took a bit of finding  but was just a divine place looking out over their gardens to the York walls – good spot for people watching everyone walking along the top of the wall.

Oh well, one last walk home along the river and the walls today, a few last photos and it’s off to Scarborough next.

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