We stayed the night at the Travelodge in Durham, England. This budget hotel chain is all over England with rates averaging 10-20 pounds per night ($20-40). We were a little leary of trying it out, but this one was clean, great locale and extremely friendly staff. The Durham Travelodge is a converted train depot, contributing to the charm and character of the place. What a deal!
We found Durham Cathedral. It was one of the most beautiful I have seen. Up on a hill and a proper centerpiece to a booming town.
The columns inside were enormous. At least as wide as I am long!
This might be one of my most favorite England photos. The six side-by-side phone booths were so, so...British!
After Durham we traveled to the Holy Island in the far Northeast. It was yet another island with dangerous tides and timetables to follow.
Once we were on the Holy Island we beelined it to the Lindisfarne Monastery and Priory.
The priory was a blushing red. Hard not to wonder what it was like here in its hayday.
Connor must have climbed on every single rock there.
The Holy Island did indeed feel holy to me. A calm, reverent place where the tidal whims control access and dictate timing.
We found Durham Cathedral. It was one of the most beautiful I have seen. Up on a hill and a proper centerpiece to a booming town.
The columns inside were enormous. At least as wide as I am long!
This might be one of my most favorite England photos. The six side-by-side phone booths were so, so...British!
After Durham we traveled to the Holy Island in the far Northeast. It was yet another island with dangerous tides and timetables to follow.
Once we were on the Holy Island we beelined it to the Lindisfarne Monastery and Priory.
The priory was a blushing red. Hard not to wonder what it was like here in its hayday.
Connor must have climbed on every single rock there.
The Holy Island did indeed feel holy to me. A calm, reverent place where the tidal whims control access and dictate timing.
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