Our last full day in Bristol provided thick overcast … and we had a day on our own to do what ever we fancy. Paula is very good travelling mate, because she doesn’t need to hold hands.
My first goal was to visit the post office and to send my postcards. I just love Royal Mail … always so polite and helpful. We don’t have proper post offices anymore in Sweden, it’s local small shops or supermarkets that handle that service – not really the same, but it have it’s benefits that they are open everyday … and mine is open to 10pm.
So after that being done I had plans to go back to St. Nicolas Market … but it was warm even if it was overcast, so I decided to do the Watershed walk instead. There is plenty of water in Bristol … also in shape of fountains. We hadn’t been down to the harbor or canals area more than we had dinner at the Glass Boat.
It was great to spend some quality time with Oscar.
I had read about this cafe in the old fire station – The Kitchen – tried to get in there with my blogging sister Jo on Saturday, but they are only open weekdays. So I enjoyed a very healthy lunch there … a pita bread filled with different salads, chicken and two yummy dressings – plus a really delicious raspberry lemonade. The cafe is a mixmatch of everything: old tables and chairs … very rustic setting, some soft couchs and fresh flowers on the tables. It was really busy … And the middle of lunch the fire alarm went off and everybody started to laugh. Fire alarm goes off in the fire station. The building was evacuated, but not the cafe. The Kitchen is a part of YMCA that is also located in the fire station.
And before I “walked on” did I have great big cappuccino. The Kitchen has very good reviews on TripAdvisor and they are not wrong.
Kids and water … how much joy isn’t to watch them???!!!! There was one little girl that was playing around in very fountain I passed, but I was a bit worried because it looked that she was all on her own. No adult attached to her at all and when I asked her she didn’t answer. Any how she really enjoyed herself and had loads of fun.
I walked along the Watersheads and over the Peros bridge that have started to build up quite a collection for padlocks. When back at the Millennium Fountain I saw this ice cream van belonging to Marshfield Farm … I told the girls inside I want that I wanted the biggest size in a paper cup, don’t like corns. And the ice cream was massive … and when I sat down by the fountain the sun came out. Without doubts it was the best soft ice I ever had.
There was this little boy that was chasing the water and pigeon with ice cream all over his face. That was the highlight of my afternoon. He was so adorable and his mum had her hands full. He was constant on the go.
Walking back to the hotel there wasn’t much going on more than the rush hour traffic was building up. But I found the famous Christmas Steps, The whole Broadmead area is like on big building site: hotel, offices, student flats and luxury apartments. Every corner there is construction going on.
Throughout 2015, the eyes of the world will be on Bristol as the European Green Capital – the first UK city to win this prestigious award. I can could see why. The mayor of Bristol and Bristol City Council wanted to make the city more green and safe through put the speed limit to 20mp (32kph) throughout Bristol.
All roads except dual carriageways, 40mph and 50mph roads have the new 20mph speed limit. The speed limit is applying to all motorized vehicles on the road. A not very popular decision. The thing is that the mayor has been caught speeding. *laughing.
Bristol has so much to offer and what I manage to see and do is only a very small part. I have decided I will go back in the spring and take on bit more of this fantastic city.
But there is a sad history to Bristol too. Do you know that Bristol was the leading port during the slavery trade????!!! Between 1697 and 1807, 2,108 known ships left Bristol to make the trip to Africa and on-wards across the Atlantic with slaves. An average of twenty slaving voyages set sail a year. Over 3.4 million slaves were brought into slavery by these ships, representing one-fifth of the British slave trade during this time.
It became a day with a lot of feeling good …. and sore feet, but there was time for a good nap before the tasteful evening at “The Spiny Lobster”.
“Walking . . . is how the body measures itself against the earth.”