Canterbury

On to Canterbury…for two nights. We took a train from Dover to Canterbury and arrived mid-afternoon.

We walked to find our Airbnb…which was a lovely 3-bedroom flat. The only issue was that the flat was incredibly cold when we arrived, somewhere south of 60 degrees. We turned up the heat, dropped off our bags and headed out to explore.

Canterbury is just lovely, with small winding streets and old buildings, just like you would expect from a small English village. We wandered the streets, which hosted a winter market…ducked into shops to see the offerings and then headed to the Cathedral, arriving in time to hear the choir rehearsing. The video is a short audio clip of the rehearsal.

Hugh and I always enjoy the Evensong services. Traditionally, they have several short readings and lots of very good choral music. This was no exception!

Views of the High Street

Views of the High Street
Views of the High Street
Canterbury Cathedral
Canterbury Cathedral

On to Canterbury…for two nights. We took a train from Dover to Canterbury and arrived mid-afternoon.

We walked to find our Airbnb…which was a lovely 3-bedroom flat. The only issue was that the flat was incredibly cold when we arrived, somewhere south of 60 degrees. We turned up the heat, dropped off our bags and headed out to explore.

Canterbury is just lovely, with small winding streets and old buildings, just like you would expect from a small English village. We wandered the streets, which hosted a winter market…ducked into shops to see the offerings and then headed to the Cathedral, arriving in time to hear the choir rehearsing. The video is a short audio clip of the rehearsal.

Hugh and I always enjoy the Evensong services. Traditionally, they have several short readings and lots of very good choral music. This was no exception!

Views of the High Street

Views of the High Street
Views of the High Street
Canterbury Cathedral
Canterbury Cathedral

Canterbury Christmas Lights
Canterbury Christmas Lights
Canterbury Christmas Lights
Pinocchio's

After a rather long day of travel and exploration, dinner needed to be close. Thankfully, a lovely Italian restaurant, Pinocchio’s, was but a 3-minute walk from the flat. Oh my, was the food good! We had the special ravioli, Hugh opted for a beer and I had red wine. We even splurged and had dessert … lemon cake for Hugh and crème brûlée for me.

Pincocchios
Pinocchios