2023 April-May - Rye, UK (Day 9)
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elusivekOkay. As of writing this, I'm already back home in Macau. But I am going to finish this! Last 2 days!
Right, so on this day, it was supposed to be a free day with no itinerary. Friend suddenly said "let's go to that town I mentioned before!" I was like "?" what town? "I told you about it before, it's called Rye!" And I was like, "is it the land of Rye bread?" and she got annoyed, "you said we'd go!" I had totally no idea what she was talking about.
After she sent some links, then I remembered. She talked about this many, many, many years ago, I think we were still in our Uni days (this is like over 15+ years ago). She did not tell me this during the planning stage of this trip (which was back in September/October). I was flabbergasted. And annoyed as F as well. It's near Hastings. If this had been mentioned before, I could have made an overnight trip of like, you know, Hastings, spend the night there then go to Rye or that sort of thing. But noooooo. And then she had the gall to say "we can spend 2 hours here." And I was like, I'm not going to go somewhere that's roughly 1.5 hours one-way trip to spend only 2 hours there.
Anyway.
Welcome to Rye.
Not having a clue of what to do, I relied on the town map at the front of the station. Saw it saying something about the Ypres Museum, so walked there. Then the "shop" location was closed with a sign indicating going further up hill. So there's a Ypres Castle and we went for it.
That's nasty!
Very interesting! Booklet was for sale but I didn't buy it.
I'm a bit in awe that people actually respect the signage.
It was dark, looking in from outside, and when I stepped in, must have activated some motion-detection thing and a video and audio clip started playing. Gave me the creeps, also because of that doll standing in the corner.
Cannon garden or gun garden.
Looked down and saw this beer garden, so down we went.
This is a lesson for me that, I don't like cider. I like apple cider, yes, it's a bit sweet, but not regular cider.
Then up to... I think this is the St Mary's Church.
Seems like I missed a photo of the huge pendulum. So when you go in, there's this huge pendulum (attached to the clock tower) swinging in the middle of the atrium, and gave a soft tick-tock-tick-tock that's classic to pendulum clocks. I liked the whole thing!
Some interesting exhibits.
Love these old keys!
Nice glass windows.
Then we saw a sign that said we can go up the clock tower but at your own risk. Hm... ok?
OK, I get it. If you are a little fat or wider then you won't be able to squeeze past.
Then there was a room with a lot of stuff... how did they get up there then?
Another set of rickety stairs.
And another!
So then I was in an... atrium of sorts? It's where the bells of the church are kept. Then BONG BONG BONG! It started ringing right when I was in this room. I got the fright of my life and maybe got deaf in one ear LOL. I looked at my watch.... 14:54... IT'S NOT ACCURATE!!!!
A pidgeon was trapped in there, or in there by choice. I guess the pidgeon can find a way out if it inclines to do so.
Again, going out at your own risk. My friend was scared shitless by all that signage of doom.
But it was AMAZING!
It was hardly scary at all, the railings were high enough that I don't feel like I'd fall. You'd only fall if you actually tried to climb over something to fall.
Panoramic shot.
I actually went 2 times around to admire the view. My friend had long gone back down. Talking about going back down... 上山容日竹心心落山難... easy to go uphill, difficult to go down. Yes. I initially had some trouble going down. But it was simply putting everything fallable (mobile phone, hat, etc) into my backpack, then climbing down backwards.
Back in the mechanical room.
Then we went down High Street and saw some cute stuff. But things have closed by then... typical towns.
As I had a cider, it has sped up my need of the toilet, so we had to go somewhere anywhere!
Cakes and tea!
Continue with the walk around town.
This is Mermaid Street.
Antiques shop that was... closed.
Since I had a cake I didn't feel like ice cream anymore.
Beautiful plants!
If I had seen this sign earlier I might have loaded this up, but by this time we had a time limit.
Walking the other way. Oh. And cemetery/graveyards also scare my friend shitless. I tried to convince her, a Western Cemetery is not like a Chinese Cemetery. A Western Cemetery is a place of rest; meanwhile a Chinese Cemetery is a place of haunting, but there was no convincing to be succeeded.
Awe, this tugged my heartstrings. I was baptized in a St. Anthony's (of Padua) Church. So I sat for a while.
Added bonus, my Secondary School (High School) was under the Franciscan Missionary of Mary as well.
Cute signs from a shop that's closed.
When we got back to London, then it reminded me, oh yeah.
For dinner we decided to try Five Guys (in Europe). It was OK. Back in Macau and Hong Kong, such fast food are treated like luxury restaurants and you pay an arm and a leg for them.
Right, so on this day, it was supposed to be a free day with no itinerary. Friend suddenly said "let's go to that town I mentioned before!" I was like "?" what town? "I told you about it before, it's called Rye!" And I was like, "is it the land of Rye bread?" and she got annoyed, "you said we'd go!" I had totally no idea what she was talking about.
After she sent some links, then I remembered. She talked about this many, many, many years ago, I think we were still in our Uni days (this is like over 15+ years ago). She did not tell me this during the planning stage of this trip (which was back in September/October). I was flabbergasted. And annoyed as F as well. It's near Hastings. If this had been mentioned before, I could have made an overnight trip of like, you know, Hastings, spend the night there then go to Rye or that sort of thing. But noooooo. And then she had the gall to say "we can spend 2 hours here." And I was like, I'm not going to go somewhere that's roughly 1.5 hours one-way trip to spend only 2 hours there.
Anyway.
Welcome to Rye.
Not having a clue of what to do, I relied on the town map at the front of the station. Saw it saying something about the Ypres Museum, so walked there. Then the "shop" location was closed with a sign indicating going further up hill. So there's a Ypres Castle and we went for it.
That's nasty!
Very interesting! Booklet was for sale but I didn't buy it.
I'm a bit in awe that people actually respect the signage.
It was dark, looking in from outside, and when I stepped in, must have activated some motion-detection thing and a video and audio clip started playing. Gave me the creeps, also because of that doll standing in the corner.
Cannon garden or gun garden.
Looked down and saw this beer garden, so down we went.
This is a lesson for me that, I don't like cider. I like apple cider, yes, it's a bit sweet, but not regular cider.
Then up to... I think this is the St Mary's Church.
Seems like I missed a photo of the huge pendulum. So when you go in, there's this huge pendulum (attached to the clock tower) swinging in the middle of the atrium, and gave a soft tick-tock-tick-tock that's classic to pendulum clocks. I liked the whole thing!
Some interesting exhibits.
Love these old keys!
Nice glass windows.
Then we saw a sign that said we can go up the clock tower but at your own risk. Hm... ok?
OK, I get it. If you are a little fat or wider then you won't be able to squeeze past.
Then there was a room with a lot of stuff... how did they get up there then?
Another set of rickety stairs.
And another!
So then I was in an... atrium of sorts? It's where the bells of the church are kept. Then BONG BONG BONG! It started ringing right when I was in this room. I got the fright of my life and maybe got deaf in one ear LOL. I looked at my watch.... 14:54... IT'S NOT ACCURATE!!!!
A pidgeon was trapped in there, or in there by choice. I guess the pidgeon can find a way out if it inclines to do so.
Again, going out at your own risk. My friend was scared shitless by all that signage of doom.
But it was AMAZING!
It was hardly scary at all, the railings were high enough that I don't feel like I'd fall. You'd only fall if you actually tried to climb over something to fall.
Panoramic shot.
I actually went 2 times around to admire the view. My friend had long gone back down. Talking about going back down... 上山容日竹心心落山難... easy to go uphill, difficult to go down. Yes. I initially had some trouble going down. But it was simply putting everything fallable (mobile phone, hat, etc) into my backpack, then climbing down backwards.
Back in the mechanical room.
Then we went down High Street and saw some cute stuff. But things have closed by then... typical towns.
As I had a cider, it has sped up my need of the toilet, so we had to go somewhere anywhere!
Cakes and tea!
Continue with the walk around town.
This is Mermaid Street.
Antiques shop that was... closed.
Since I had a cake I didn't feel like ice cream anymore.
Beautiful plants!
If I had seen this sign earlier I might have loaded this up, but by this time we had a time limit.
Walking the other way. Oh. And cemetery/graveyards also scare my friend shitless. I tried to convince her, a Western Cemetery is not like a Chinese Cemetery. A Western Cemetery is a place of rest; meanwhile a Chinese Cemetery is a place of haunting, but there was no convincing to be succeeded.
Awe, this tugged my heartstrings. I was baptized in a St. Anthony's (of Padua) Church. So I sat for a while.
Added bonus, my Secondary School (High School) was under the Franciscan Missionary of Mary as well.
Cute signs from a shop that's closed.
When we got back to London, then it reminded me, oh yeah.
For dinner we decided to try Five Guys (in Europe). It was OK. Back in Macau and Hong Kong, such fast food are treated like luxury restaurants and you pay an arm and a leg for them.
