Last weekend I made a journey I’ve been meaning to for over a decade. One of my closest friends lives down in Bristol and I’ve always wanted to visit. The lengthy train journey from Wakefield put me off but, finally, I hopped on board and went for a long ride. Fortunately, I had my current second draft to keep me occupied on the way.
The first thing I’ll say about Bristol is that I feel very comfortable there. Traffic’s a bit dicey, though I travelled on foot throughout the city. It’s a relaxed place with plenty of cultural heritage and a thriving shopping scene, from the big brands down to the small independents who fit in nicely alongside. I really enjoyed the whole experience, especially visiting a jazz club on Friday night. I was a little dizzy from fatigue, but I managed to last a few songs and the band were brilliant. This is me looking daft:
On Saturday, we went to Bath, just a short train journey away. It’s a beautiful city, and it’s where I started spending money on books and notebooks! To be fair, it’s a miracle I lasted until Saturday afternoon. This is the book haul for the entire weekend:
Back in Bristol on Sunday, I found more books and some other cool things. Let’s just say that I had to buy two new bags to help me transport all my purchases home. That’s the mark of a good weekend. However, I also had the chance to wander around Bristol properly. Yes, I was playing Pokemon Go while I went; no, I tried not to miss anything. There was even squirrel spotting and a mini-lesson on the Spanish Civil War included.
The plan is definitely to return to Bristol and Bath in the future. In the meantime, I feel like a future novel is just begging to be set in the area. How, when and why is still up for grabs, but it’s happening. After all, many adventures could take place on this street in Bath:
For further pictures of my weekend away, visit my Facebook page.
