pulled out of King’s Cross half an hour ago. Left from platform 10, right next to where Platform 9 3/4 ought to be. Spent the last half hour looking through Lonely Planet, glancing over maps of Cambridge and Whitby, figuring out things to do and see, trying to decide between bus and train for parts of my journey. All depends on time and cost.
SHEEP! Living sheep. Nice to see that not everything died. So interesting to watch the landscape speed past. Hills, valley, towns + cities + villages, farmland and animals, little backyard gardens and the ocassional crossing and even streams and rivers and creeks and ponds. So different than travelling in the U.S. But kinda similar. It’s reminiscent of driving along Route 17 back home, but much more varied.