My train arrived late in Windermere at around 10 something at night, after a transit at Oxenholme station. I was already in England then and somehow I miss the lushness of the Scottish countryside.
Stepping out from Windemere's train station I headed for my hostel, which is just as the crow flies from the station. It was kind of hidden from the main road even though there's a signboard telling you to turn into the alley. I guessed most visitors to Lake District are here for the weekends only, since I was alone in my four bedded dorm. Having settled down, I took a shower and dozed off pretty soon, exhausted from the journey.
Stepping out from Windemere's train station I headed for my hostel, which is just as the crow flies from the station. It was kind of hidden from the main road even though there's a signboard telling you to turn into the alley. I guessed most visitors to Lake District are here for the weekends only, since I was alone in my four bedded dorm. Having settled down, I took a shower and dozed off pretty soon, exhausted from the journey.
I was contemplating where to go next, since I was almost 3 by the time I reached Windermere. So I decided to cut short my adventure for today and headed for Bowside instead.
It was almost 6 pm then and hence I headed back to my hostel for a rest. Lake District is such a lovely place and my only regret was I had not had the time to really enjoy it. I missed out Buttermere and Conniston Waters and a couple more nice places. Maybe I should come back here for another visit, with a rented car?





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