Great Yarmouth 2009

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I am writing this lying on the bed in our minuscule hotel room in Great Yarmouth. You never know quite what you will get at the cheaper end of the market and I suppose this isn’t too bad, given that we will only sleep and have the odd cup of tea here.

Wellesley Park Hotel
Wellesley Park Hotel

We were given the choice of two rooms, one on the ground floor and one upstairs which, said the receptionist cum waiter cum barman, has a better view. Looking across recreation grounds we can just make out the sea.

We were given the choice of two rooms, one on the ground floor and one upstairs which, said the receptionist cum waiter cum barman, has a better view. Looking across recreation grounds we can just make out the sea.

View from the window
View from the window

We could have taken a taxi from the station but decided to try walking with the option of taking a bus if we found a stop. In fact, we walked the whole way and this took us about 20 minutes. The sun has welcomed us to Yarmouth and the walk probably did us some good after being cooped up in the train.

Starling
Starling

For two big people to move about this room will require some careful choreography.

Everything is more or less stowed away and we are relaxing with a cup of tea. There is an electric clock on the wall with a rather loud tick. It sounds somewhat like the pendulum beat of a grandfather clock. According to this, it is 1:16 and we plan to go out at 1:30 and look for lunch.


The nearly deserted beach
The nearly deserted beach

As planned, we went out and started to walk along the Promenade. Our hotel is at the northern side of the town, so we walked roughly south. Perhaps because it is a weekday, the place is fairly quiet. The beach is nearly deserted and many of the funfair rides are empty and waiting for customers.

We decided on the Europa hotel restaurant for lunch as they had several vegetarian dishes. We had a good lunch, stretching to the full three courses as it was the first day of our holiday.

After lunch we continued along the prom, as far as the Britannia monument celebrating Nelson’s victories.

Bowls, not petanque
Bowls, not petanque
Nelson Monument
Nelson Monument
Winter Gardens
Winter Gardens

Having walked this far, we took the bus back to the town, getting off more or less at random. We explored the streets and found the market but by now everything was closing down for the evening.

Alley
Arcade
Street

We went onto the beach and lay on a blanket in the sun for perhaps half an hour. Both of us dozed off for a while and when I awoke, I felt rather chilly, so we returned to the hotel where we made tea and sketched plans for the rest of the holiday.

Beach, looking towards Scroby Sands wind farm
Beach, looking towards Scroby Sands wind farm

We have rover tickets providing three days of unlimited rail travel. On the other days we will use the buses. There are plenty of places to visit so we should have no trouble filling in our time.


Saffron Tandoori
Saffron Tandoori

Around 8pm we ventured forth again with an idea of seeking an evening meal. Tigger had earlier spotted a couple of Indian restaurants and we made for the nearest of these, the Saffron Tandoori.

In the absence of thali, we choose some dishes to share. The decor of the restaurant was clean and interesting, the service polite and efficient. The food seemed freshly and carefully prepared but even so I would say it was only average and rather bland.

After eating, we went for a walk, and took some more photos. By now it was quite chilly outside and we were happy to go back to the hotel.

Britannia Pier
Britannia Pier

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About SilverTiger

I live in Islington with my partner, "Tigger". I blog about our life and our travels, using my own photos for illustration.
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