Maryport Travel Blog› entry 12 of 27 › view all entries
We've had enough of the rain in Glasgow, so it's time to take our chances in some other town to see if we can find some sunshine. So we took off early from the apartment in Glasgow, and caught our train with just a couple of minutes to spare.
We headed to the small town of Maryport. It's not exactly a tourist hotspot, but it's an important town to Colleen because her grandfather was born in Maryport and lived there for a good portion of his life.
As it turns out, the weather in Maryport was perfect, which is nice when you only have a few hours in a place. We visited the street where Colleen's grandfather lived, we went to his church, and we went down by the water for lunch at a local pub. It was a very nice, peaceful stop.
Around three o'clock we headed back to the Maryport train station. Actually, calling it a train station is rather generous. It's more like a short slab of concrete with a small shelter to block the rain. The train was supposed to come by at 3:10pm, but it didn't show. By 3:45, we had 10 people on the platform and still no train, and I was starting to get concerned, because we had two connections to make.
God took care of us, because even though our first train was late, all of our other trains were also late, so it worked out. That night, as planned, we slept in Nottingham.