England – East Anglia
Here is a map of the main places we went in East Anglia, followed by a journal of our travels.
|Campsite - Travelers' rest|
Chittering, United Kingdom
|6th of August - Cambridge|
Cambridge, United Kingdom
|7th of August - Ely|
Ely, United Kingdom
|7th of August - Hunstanton|
Hunstanton, United Kingdom
|7th of August - Wells-next-the-sea|
Wells-next-the-Sea, United Kingdom
|7th of August - Blakeney|
Blakeney Road, Patchway, United Kingdom
|7th of August - Norwich|
Norwich, United Kingdom
6th of August :
Woke up under with agreeable sound of raindrops on our tent and the less agreeable task of unpitching while keeping the core part dry. After managing this feat quite successfully we left for Cambridge. The drive took us under the Thames at Datford crossing. While the road was packed the traffic remained relatively fluid on the M25 and we got to our next Camping site north of Cambridge a bit after 11 o’clock. Once again, no sign of the owner until finally two small girls show up, followed by their Grandma and their Mommy and the smaller one yells at us (or rather at her bigger sister, and in a friendly way) the code to get the car in.
Immediately after pitching up we left for Cambridge where we decided we’d indulge and park near the city center. The day was now sunny and Cambridge full with tourists. While the main streets were bustling to the point that it got tiring, as soon as start to follow your feet (and Anne’s curiosity) you wound up in spectacular and very silent College courtyards. We visited two colleges that allowed visitors to wimply walk in the courts and have a look : Caius and Magdalene College. While the first prohibited you from entering into the buildings the second was home of Pepys library (President of the Royal Society when Newton and others published some of their most famous books) and had a few incredibly old books on display (for free!).
We also went punting (with a chauffeur giving you all the details about the illustrious colleges) along the river Cam.
Before heading home we stopped at M&S where we were delighted to find all sorts of interesting vegetarian/super food salads and sandwiches which quickly became the main course of our dinner on the camping grass.
7th of August:
We got up early with no particular plans and quickly decided over breakfast to go explore the north of East Anglia. One of our books advised a road along the coast so we decided to do just that and to stop to Ely on the way.
Ely is small town with a massive medieval cathedral that left in awe considering the size, beauty and age of the building. The town itself was pretty nice and we did a bit of shopping in the market.
Our first step along the coast and we discovered on the way that many british families were heading in the exact same direction as us. Thus our stop there was short: we bought ice creams, put our feets in the sea, admired the cliffs and got back in the car.
This little port has filled with sand and though water stil runs through it, it is now almost a mile away (1.5 km) from the sea. The sceneries there were quite impressive as you could see occasional sails above the salty marshes that spread in front of the port. British families were also presents with many trying an apparently famous activity : “crabbing” which consists of catching small crab, storing them in a bucket for some time and throwing in back into the sea afterwards. A mere 20 minutes walk away, was the sea and one of the most crowded beaches I had ever seen. We were also delighted to find there a pub with a good choice of vegetarian dishes. I <3 britain for that :).
This small village is famous for day trips allowing you to see the seals that live nearby. Here again, crabbing families could be found but the salty marshes were accessible on foot and offered beautiful sceneries.
It was getting late but we decided we had time to have a look at the local capital and it’s, once again, massive medieval cathedral. The bell tower of the country being the second tallest in Britain (96m high)! Norwhich is apparently not so much a tourist destination so it was emptier but in a way livelier in a way only residents can make a place feel. We were there when people start to go out for the evening and saw many hipster-looking youngsters heading for a fun night.
We stopped at one of the coolest bars I’ve ever seen, named “the playhouse”, for 2 cup of teas from a vast selection. The bar gave the feeling that “every one is allowed to be cool here”, that being unique is enough and that everyone is unique.
The way home
We decided the way home would be more “fun” by taking small english roads in the dark, with broken signs, no markings, across villages that aren’t on the map, and arrived at the camping site with enough “fun” for the night.