The UK, our home away from home
Trip Start Dec 12, 2010
230Trip End Dec 16, 2012
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After sorting out visas, stocking up on travel gear and checking out the British museum in London, we headed to our home town away from home, Northallerton. Before we got there though, we had to jump over a couple of hurdles.
My sister Carol had previously booked our train ticket online using her credit card, as ours was eaten by a machine in Croatia and therefore didn't have one at the time. So anyway, when we went to catch the train, and we couldn't retrieve our tickets, even though we had the reference number and confirmation email. The lady was not very helpful and we were facing a 95 pound each new train ticket, or camping out in Kings Cross station. At the last minute the lady suggested that we go and see the conductor of the train
We spent just under a week in our home away from home, Northallerton. We had lots to drink, Shaun got back into the real ales and of course I was once again hooked on ciders. We ate at the local cafe, the Black Sheep Brewery and Shaun got stuck into Northyorkshire pork pies.
Northallerton was our hub in North Yorkshire, so from there we ventured to York for halloween, as it is supposed to be the most haunted city in the UK. We also checked out the beautiful towns of Durham and Richmond.
Northallerton really felt homely. We chilled out, we soclialised with Carol and Simon's family (our family away from home), and we packed for Africa. When we left Northallerton, it was like we were leaving home again.
Back to London for a couple of days we enjoyed the company of friends we had met on our travels. We even got to go to a rugby league game, the only one we had seen all year. It was like being back in Australia, but we were in the UK, our home away from home.
On our last night in London we got to experience Guy Forks night at a local park near Clapham. The bombfire was cool and the fireworks were awesome. It reminded us a little of home, but we were so far from home.
So as we left the UK, we knew we would return, something would bring us back. Maybe visas, transit or maybe just the feeling of home as it was becoming our home away from home.