When you’ve grown up thinking anything past Bristol counts as the North, spending over 9 hours, on 4 different trains, makes you realise just how much more North there actually is in England! Thankfully, the whole journey (Plymouth to Bristol, to Birmingham, to Carlisle, to St Bees) went smoothly to plan, with just the very last train teasing us with its inability to keep the engine running (blocked filter which was quickly sorted). It was a long journey which went surprisingly quickly, spent people watching, listening to music, learning Spanish, eating (grateful for the pre bought snacks and lunch we had as there was no other opportunity to get anything with no time or no facilities; Carlisle station, our longest stop of 1hour, at 5:30pm, had nothing to offer other then a closing bar), and watching
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