There are some places where, for various reasons, I have not written travel notes specifically for them.So I plan to integrate these places into the "Left Pearl Chapter", divided into two parts, upper and lower, waiting for everyone to pick up these lost pearls.Robin Hood’s Bay is a seaside internet celebrity town that can often be seen on the accounts of British travel bloggers.Before arriving at the town, the bus has been driving on the high plains. When the sea begins to flash among the rolling hills, some small rural houses will appear in front of you.There is only one entrance to this town, a steep and winding path that will take every visitor into the fairy tale world of Robin Hood’s Bay.Going around one turn after another, the new small houses that appear are still as cute and exquisite as expected, and the sea that occasionally emerges from the gaps in the houses always gives people unexpected surprises.All the way downhill to the deepest part of the town, we came to the sea. The coastline of northeastern England is dominated by mudflats. Some parents are taking their children to play in the mudflats, but most people still choose to watch from a distance on the cliffs on the shore.
There is a dark path on the cliff, and the map shows that it will lead to another town along the coastline.Passing through a forest, the view gradually becomes brighter and wider.Looking back, Robin Hood’s Bay turned out to be an orange-red town, which is a kind of liveliness unique to small towns in Yorkshire.On the other side, the green fields are as healing as ever, a few horses are grazing behind a wooden fence full of flowers, and the deserted country road is still as peaceful and beautiful as ever.Due to the long journey and sudden rain, we did not go to another town and returned to Robin Hood’s Bay halfway. After drinking a mint chocolate milkshake at the coffee shop, we got on the bus back and continued to enjoy the rural scenery along the way from another angle.This is another happy-go-lucky trip with no goals and no need to panic. Rather than rushing to visit more attractions, observing everything slowly and down-to-earth may be the most rare experience in this era.Bakewell is a small town in the Peak District. The town is built along the river, with comfortable life and beautiful scenery.But the most famous thing about the town is not the scenery, but the pudding.It is said that pudding was first created in a small hotel in Bakewell. A chef did not make a dessert according to the established recipe and accidentally created pudding. Unexpectedly, this unexpected creation was well received and later even became a popular dish in this hotel.Later, a candle seller also discovered the pudding business opportunity and switched to the pudding business. His pudding shop is located in a stone house in the center of the town. Now the shop is renamed The Old Original Bakewell Pudding Shop, and it has become an attraction that tourists must check in when they come here.In this small town, I also met a child who was frightened by a big goose, and his mother who was secretly teasing him from behind.The famous Chatsworth Estate is also near Bakewell, and it takes about half an hour by bus.Chatsworth House is not only the location of Darcy's house in the movie "Pride and Prejudice", but also the prototype of Darcy's house in Jane Austen's novel.In August when the heather is about to bloom, we walked through the Yorkshire moors and came from the small town to the big city of York.Compared with the quietness of the town, York in the summer is full of people everywhere, which makes us a little overwhelmed.There was no place we particularly wanted to go, so we still wandered aimlessly in York.Watch the creations of craftsmen for a while, enjoy the songs of street performers, and when you encounter scenic spots, go in and have a look if there are not many people. If there are many people, forget it.But it is undeniable that this is a very beautiful city!I remember one day I was very depressed while writing my thesis, and I wanted to go out for a walk. I saw Sevenoaks Wildlife Reserve on the map, so I immediately bought an afternoon train ticket and set off!After getting off the bus, the sunny weather and the empty platform made me feel so relaxed. I walked through a tree-lined path and then walked through an open lawn with pear blossoms in full bloom, and arrived at the entrance of the park.This park is a habitat for many birds. From time to time, you will encounter a photographer hiding in the grass with a camera in the park. There are also several cabins dedicated to bird watching.My camera is too weak to take pictures of the birds on the treetops. I can only take pictures of the little animals on the roadside that are not afraid of people at all.For example, the one below, although I don’t know what species it is, but the way it swaggers around, it looks like it should be a relative of the goose.Generally speaking, this park is not a place worth visiting specifically, it is more suitable for relaxing and relaxing.After more than 5 hours of train ride from London, Glasgow became our first stop in Scotland.We spent an afternoon wandering around Glasgow before heading off into the town.The scenery of Necropolis Park is beautiful, but you need to forget that this is a cemetery, otherwise it will feel very eerie...The campus of the University of Glasgow is very grand, with majesty and tranquility that cannot be felt at universities in London, and it feels like being in a magical world.I have written before that we met a grandma at the museum in Dorking. We asked her if there were any interesting towns nearby. Grandma recommended nearby Guildford to us because she often went there to look for it. Her friends drank tea and chatted.Following the recommendation of the grandma in Dorking, we came to Guildford not long after.Unfortunately, the weather was very bad that day. It rained all day. What was even worse was that none of the places worth visiting in Guildford were open.I remember that we had been wandering around the streets that day, and our impression of Guildford was vague. I only remembered that although it was in the south of England, it had the architectural style of northwest England, with red brick walls and red brick huts everywhere. A church is all red.I believe Guildford will look different in the summer.Shrewsbury is Darwin’s hometown, so traces of Darwin can be found everywhere in this town. In addition to Darwin Street and the Darwin Statue, there are also some restaurants and barber shops named after Darwin.The architectural style of Shrewsbury is dominated by red brick walls, maintaining the characteristics of the industrial area in northwest England. The towns in this area are relatively rough in comparison, and are often not as refined and beautiful as the towns in other areas. Personally, I am not very like.However, I bought a box of wooden puzzles that I really liked from a church in Shrewsbury. Some of the pieces were in the shape of small animals, which was very cute.So far, the part of the British town has been shared.Unknowingly, it has been four years since I opened this article. I am updating it very willfully at my own speed, which seems particularly slow in this era. Thank you to everyone who has never left me.
