After falling into bed before 6:30 I slept well and quite solidly for nearly 11 hours. I awoke feeling only a little tired and certainly without any signs of jet lag and was up by 6:00 to head down to breakfast early. It was drizzling a little outside, grey and cold but I had an inkling it would improve.

After a nourishing breakfast I got myself ready to head out on my first adventure. The walk to the station took about 1/2 hour and along the way I adjusted to the realisation that I was back here again and it felt so nice. The rain had stopped but it was still grey and cold - but I didn't mind at all.

First destination was going to be Canterbury. I caught the 9:30 train to Canterbury West. On the way there we passed green fields interspersed with undulations and woods. I would discover that this is typical of the Kent countryside. Upon my arrival I headed to the centre of the town through a city gate.

The cathedral is huge. I thought York Minster from last year was big, but Canterbury feels much more cavernous and has extensive grounds around it.

The pulpit was rather ornate.

As you'd expect, there was stained glass everywhere. Some of the most intricate I have seen.

Along with incredibly detailed ceilings.

After wandering through each part of the interior, I explored the grounds. The wisterias are out at the moment.

I thought these lights were interesting.

After buying a beautiful book on song birds, I made my way through the town to Canterbury East station, stopping for some lunch along the way.

For some reason, this house caught my eye.

Finally, just before the station, I came across a wheel anchored to the wall. No idea why.

After a 1/2 hour wait at the train station I boarded the train to my next destination - Dover.