After breakfast we drive to the care home where Glens dad lives and we visit with Glens dad and his sister Sue. IT is really good to see dad and he is reeally happy to see us. We give dad some photos we printed so he has some to look at when we are gone. The care home is all trimmed up with flags as it is the Royal Wdding tomorrow and the old folks are really excited to watch the wedding - not dad - Bah humbug lol.
At noon it is lunch for dad so we say goodbye and we head off for our day trip.
We have decided to drive out to the coast to an old seaport called Whitby. Whitby is the home town of Captain James Cook and it is very historic. It is also the town where Brahms Stoker lived and where the novel "Dracula" was first written. During the drive we pass through English countryside, we pass lots of double decker buses which are whizzing between villages and towns carrying locals to and fro. We pass a funny site with one of the old smokey, polluting power generation plants smoking away in the background with more modern windmill power generators in the front = the old and the new together.
HAlf way to Whitby we stop at a small market town called Pickering. It is really pretty here with cobbled streets and very old buildings. We take a walk up and down the main street and visit some of the shops here. Rhonda finds a shop selling royal wedding memorobilia and she spends a bunch of time and money in here grrrrr.
We go into one of the ancient pubs to sample some north yorkshire beer then we carry on over the moors to Whitby.
Whitby is a great old sea town with an ancient harbour where Captains Cooks ship used to dock and also there are stories that this was a very bad town for pirates. Lots of pirate memorobilia in the shops here. Whitby is still a working fishing port to this day and the harbour is crammed with fishing boats docked. WE park the car at the harbour and start walking into the old town centre. We pass an HSBC bank which is housed in a grand building which has a date of 1652 over the doorway - wow.
We stop at the harbour wall and watch dozens of little kids dangling fishing lines into the water. They are having a blast catching little fish and crabs. Rhonda heads into a swet shop to buy us a selection of candy to have in the car with us. The doorways here are from the 1500 and 1600's so they are very low, even we have to bend down to get through some of them. Then we stop at a postoffice to buy stamps and mail some postcards home.
The streets are narrow ans lined with ancient adn quaint old buildings and we have a blast exploring the old streets.There are tiny streets only 4 ft wide all with proper street name signs. GLen finda one called arguments yard which leads down to the harbour.
We can smell smoked fish and we walk up a street and find an old kipper smoking shop - Glen wants a kipper but when we get there it is closed and a sign syas they have sold out. A local tells us that they pull the kippers out of the smoke house at 11am every day and there is always a long queue and within one hour they always sell out.
We go into an old inn which is reputedly where CAptain Cook used to drink and we have our lunch there. We have a large baked steak and ale pie with spuds and it is yummy mmmm. For desert we stop at a local fish and chip shop where Glen orders a snickers bar fried in fish batter. wierd but he like the taste.
Every seaside town has amusement arcades so we head into one and play the slots and the shove penny machines for an hour, this is lots of fun and its really loud in here with all the machines ringing.Its already 7pm by now so we head back to the car and start the drive home.
We stop at an old village where they film the brit TV show heartbeat and take some pics of the old railroad station where steam trains still come in during the summer. WE dont get back to the hotel until 10pm and we are bushed. TOmorrow is the Royal Wedding and Rhonda has plans to watch the whole thing.
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