Journey from Whitby to Gatwick
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Aah the final day! The final day always is a horrible feeling! Especially when Whitby surpassed in terms of expectations. I woke up around 7am, as usual and had tea at my favourite place - the garden of the hostel! Today the weather was somewhat a bit different, a lot cloudier and mistier, and hence cooler. I walked down the 199 steps (seriously, this is becoming such good cardio for me!), took pictures of the town, and then climbed up the steps to take pictures of the misty Abbey. I loved all of it.
What I used to like most about this location (the hostel that is), is that it was not only next to the Abbey, but also next to the fresh green countryside, I really couldn't think of anythig wrong. The staff were clean and the service/quality was also brilliant.
I finished my breakfast, checked out and relaxedly walked to the bus stop (well, with a luggage, it had better be relaxedly).
Going to Gatwick was an experience of sorts. I hadn't been there in 4 years, well not since AA stopped flying from DFW here. The airport is so tiny, and given that mostly charter and "holiday" flights depart from Gatwick these days, it's rather a very sloppy kind of crowd. The terminal (South) looked as bad as what I remember of it from 4 years ago, although they seem to have a new (or bigger?) M&S store now. I checked in with Meridina (the airline operator of my BA codeshare flight), I was the first in the queue infact, the flight was a few mins delayed but they managed to catch up in air and the flight landed on time in Firenze.
This was the first time I really didn't miss much a thing about the UK because I knew in less than a week, I'D BE BACK!