Lindisfarne- the Sea

I’m recovering form abdominal surgery and in the midst of moving, so things have been a bit chaotic. Nothing calms me more than the ocean, so here are some images of the sea surrounding Lindisfarne.

Lindisfarne Castle in the Spring

We had gloriously sunny weather while we were on Holy Island. We weren’t able to explore the whole island because we were limited by the tide schedule so next visit I’ll definitely be staying over on the island to have some extra time to explore the castle and all of the nature reserve.

There is an active fishing community in Northumberland and we got to see many fishing boats come and go on the waters surrounding Lindisfarne.

Mum & Sis taking in the sea

Nowhere to go by Everywhere

In April, my sister and mom whisked me away for a magical girls’ trip to England.

Upon arriving in Heathrow, I immediately loved the change in language usage like 'Baggage Reclaim" and "Onward Travel"

The British Library. People and vehicles everywhere.

St. Pancras International Station & a Tory Burch London Cab

A requisite stop by Platform 9 3/4. The queue to take pictures with the trolley was ridiculously long so I snapped a picture from afar between tourists.

King’s Cross Station

King’s Cross Station

Away to the North

Once landing in Heathrow, we traveled straight into London and caught a train north from King’s Cross. We spent very little time in London this trip and my overall impression was that it was overwhelmingly loud and busy. I’m sure I will enjoy it more on future trips when I spend time at the various museums instead of rushing through from airport to train station. I did enjoy seeing the constant juxtaposition of modern and old architecture, like in the waiting area at King’s Cross Station.

My mum and sister have traveled to the UK many times, both together and separately, but it was my first visit. They asked me to pick where I’d like to go and I knew I wanted to go north to the lands of Jane Eyre & James Herriot, Vikings & Romans, Northumberland & Yorkshire. So we traveled straight from London to the far north, disembarking at a small, seaside town just a few miles south of Scotland: Berwick-Upon-Tweed.