Quality Hotel King'S Lynn
Travel Blogs from King's Lynn
... come of it is chaos. After 15 minutes of not moving it took a little old lady getting out of her car and directing traffic to get things moving. Legend!
... marshes. Strange but back home I wouldn't walk 200 yards to the local shop, here we walk everywhere. A couple of well deserved beers when we got back and then an evening of good food, good wine and a good book.
... so far as it is right on the river (the name gives that away) and has some very fine rooms. However, we did our best to make the hotel room look like a Chinese laundry as we needed a few fresh clothes. I'm not sure what the owners thought of our assortment of clothing strategically draped in variously parts of the bathroom.
The weather forecast hadn't looked that favourable and as we read the front pages in the newsagent the previous day there seemed to be a day of reckoning coming. Of course this was overstated, but as we sat in the B&B eating our breakfast, the rain started to pour down to add to the high winds that had whipped-up overnight.
In that sort of weather it doesn't really matter what you wear in terms of waterproofs as nothing is going to ...
... as a northerly soon became a south-westerly. However we made pretty good time int Kings Lynn and stopped for a coffee at Costa. I will only make a passing mention to never letting Sal use my Costa card again as she used all my hard-earned points on two coffees and some granary slice that looked more like bird food than something you would eat yourself.
We then set off down following a cycle path that took us down the banks of ...