Scarborough is a resort town in Yorkshire, not far from Hull. The first time I’ve been was with my friend when we wanted to go for a long walk and do some sight-seeing. It was spectacular in the summer, with lots of beautiful trails and charming seaside. When D was coming to visit me for a short weekend trip, I knew I had to take him there.

The train journey was about an 1 hour and 25 min, and the ticket cost about £16.37. We arrived on a Friday, just in time for it to be pouring rain and bleak. The hotel was about a 20 minute walk from the train station. It was a welcome comfort after walking in the rain with luggage. We left our bags in the room and wandered around. We hadn’t had dinner yet and were absolutely starving, so we decided the first place we found that looked like it had food would be where we would go. We ended up stumbling upon The Carousel, which is a Brewers Fayre chain. They had Christmas Dinner specials, and so we indulged in Yorkshire Puddings and delicious ham. Wine (and dessert) may, or may not have been involved…

The next morning, we woke up really early in order to see the sunrise over the beautiful cliffs. It was very misty and magical and a perfect start to a wonderful day. The only real plan for the day was to see the castle and wander around.

The castle ruins were so interesting, and we couldn’t help but take a million photos. Scarborough Castle grounds have been home to people for around 3,000 years. It was home to early Bronze-Age inhabitants, then was a Roman fort. It was also possibly a Viking residence. Then, in the 12th century, William Le Gros founded the castle. Standing inside those ancient castle walls really makes you connect with the people who once lived there. It’s hard to imagine our homes one day just being pieces of stone and rubble…

We also managed to visit a few churches and cemeteries (I know, creepers). One interesting grave was that of Anne Brontë, one of the three literary sisters, along with Charlotte and Emily.

After a good deal of history and touring the city, we decided it was time for some lunch at the The Spa’s restaurant, Farrer’s Bar & Brasserie. After filling our bellies, we went for a nice walk along the beach. In Northern England, the sun sets at an abysmally early hour, so we were limited with what activity would follow. It was getting colder, so we decided it would be great to check out the Blue Lounge in the heart of the city.

The following day, we visited the Rotunda for some geology and to see the Gristhorpe Man (a dead guy from the Bronze Age). There were loads of fossils, shells and history of prehistoric North Yorkshire. The building itself had interesting architecture and contained loads of cultural treasures.

While museums are fun, we can only stand to be indoors for so long, especially with the limited Northern English sunlight. The next visit was Peasholm Park, to quietly stroll (as per the British way) and end our short visit. We finished with the inviting natural scenery and made our way to the train station so we could say ‘au revoir‘ to this adorable little beach town!