Turns out though, it was the day of the races so there were thousands of people coming through the tiny town's railway station. All of them dressed infinitely better than I was, and so many funny hats! XD
Chester is the only walled city whose walls have survived to form their complete circuit. You can walk around the whole city centre from those walls. And that's not the only surviving Roman legacy in the town. They've also partially unearthed the largest Roman Amphitheatre in the UK. As well, some of the buildings still have their original roman foundations, the building currently housing a jacket potato franchise actually still has the underfloor heating system from the original roman building it used to be.
So cool!
... I'm such a geek. :P
Anyways, I got partway through my circuit and hit the River Dee. For some reason the town really started to remind me of a cross between Stratford, ON and Riverside Park back in Guelph. Made me feel like Canada Day.
I found a great little park across the river with the most fantastic little playground. I wish I weren't there at such a busy time of day, otherwise I'd have had a really awesome time playing. That reminds me, I really want to go to that playground near campus... it's all ropes and stuff, awesome.
Continued my stroll along the river and found the castle and the racetrack. It's actually the oldest racetrack in the UK, it's been there since the 1500s, round about. There were limos and even more people in fancy dress. They've got an awesome museum down that part of town too. It has a period house, local natural history display and the largest collection of Roman rocks (gravestones specifically).
Walked through town a little more and had a Mars bar milkshake from this little milkshake and smoothie shop in the rows. It was tasty, but apparently a milkshake just involves milk there really... no ice cream. Bizarre. Makes it less than the icy cool treat I was expecting. More just creamy and vaguely cool-ish.
Then I walked, trying to avoid the newly released horde of horse-racing fans, back to the railway station.
Wound up being in time for just the wrong train. I had to wait for almost an hour for the train to get there, then, when we got to Crewe, it was over an hour before the next bus back to campus. What could have been an hour trip, wound up taking 4 hours. Oh geez... I'm glad that I decided to leave at 6, if that had happened leaving any later, I would have been so ticked off... As it was, I'm home so late I don't think I'm going to go to Birmingham tomorrow as I'd hoped... Sleep and Doctor Who sounds like the best plan for my Sunday ^.^
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