The wait for lunch was a lengthy
one, so we decided to walk into the village and try one of the pubs there. This
meant that we had to cross the canal and walk back towards the railway crossing
and wait for the next train to pass. I was tempted to just cross the canal but
we were a long way from home if things went wrong. This pub was mainly food-based
and was very quiet; probably because everyone was at the pub by the canal just
down the road. The restaurant looked nice but the pub’s bricked exterior didn’t
do anything for it; although it was very enjoyable sitting on the front outside
terrace watching village life pass us by. Once we’d finished our drinks we left
the pub and headed back to the railway crossing and try the official pub stop. Overall,
that crossing held us up a total of four times that day, as the coach had to
pass through it twice as well.
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