Durham

After a good night's rest, I woke up early the next morning to catch my early 8 am train to Durham, which is around 20 mins ride southwards. 

Durham is famous for its cathedral and castle but I only had 90 minutes to spare so I chose the cathedral instead. The walk from the train station to and from the cathedral was taxing as I was encumbered with my backpack and the terrain was somehow a bit undulating. However, I had a pleasant surprise as I stumbled into this little dandy town; I was in a middle of a parade!

I've always love parades! There's nothing more interesting than witnessing a local parade or joining one if you have the chance to! The experience would be awesome! 

So on that lovely Saturday morning, the Durham coal miners union had their own parade, with brightly color uniform and their own brass band! Aside from that there were stalls selling all sorts of food! Yummy! 

I bypassed the parade in the town center and headed for the cathedral for a spin.Durham cathedral is one of England's most beautiful Romanesque cathedral, undoubtedly a masterpiece of Normal architecture. As 19th-century novelist Nataniel Hawthorne fawningly said, "I never saw such lovely and magnificient a scene, nor (being content with this) do I care to see better." It's supposed to house St. Cuthbert's bones but I don't think they're here anymore. 

Following that, I rushed back to the train station to catch my train southwards to York.