Ron's parents arrived in Newcastle exhausted but excited for this year's annual visit! We took it easy for the first few days, catching up and enjoying a few traditional pub meals in town. On Friday night, after Ron and I finished with work, we all caught a train up to the northernmost English town of Berwick upon Tweed, sitting on the coast just two miles from the Scottish border. We had passed through this charming town on the train many times on the way to Scotland before, and had always wanted to stop for a visit.
After touring around a bit (and accidentally getting too drunk with the locals on Friday night), we caught a bus from our Berwick hotel over to Holy Island in Lindisfarne, which is only accessible by road twice a day due to the changing tides. We arrived to Manor House Hotel, a little bed and breakfast with a beautiful view overlooking the island's 16th century castle, and promptly had to go over to take a tour!
That night, we had local island fare at the Ship Inn, in the center of the small island town. In the morning, we toured the medieval priory & monastery ruins, overlooking the famous St Cuthbert's Island.
Here was the moment when Teresa asked for American cheese with her full-English breakfast:
After the Holy Island visit, next up was the historic golf city of St. Andrews up in Scotland. Not only did we have the famous golf course to see, but also the local castle and priory ruins as well.
And nearing the end of our visit together, we couldn't let them get away without a waffle dinner at Kaspas... !
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