Berwick on Tweed has a wonderful collection of beautiful old buildings. There were some exceptions. I name this house Fuglygate.
Rest in peace in Berwick.
Look who's wandered into the main street. Looks like a baby gull, but it's much bigger than the gulls we're used to.
Wifi is not so prevalent in small B&Bs, so I'm relying on coffeeshop wifi. That's half an hour access per regular coffee. The longer I stay on, the faster I can type. :)
We're in a B&B in Durham now. After booking in, we decided to stay for an extra day. Loading, driving to a new town (with little sight-seeing excursions on the way), finding a new place to stay, unloading... is biased too heavily toward the mechanics of travel and not enough on discovering England (and is leaving no time for polite niceties like getting our laundry done). York will wait for us. (Other parts of England and Wales have decided to get washed away before we can get to them.)
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