Carlisle; Saturday, 23 May, 2009

With a long, but uneventful journey behind me I hobbled the short distance from the station to the hotel (having managed to pull a muscle in my foot, during my sleep, over a fortnight earlier). I checked in, and as it was my first Travelodge since the mouselodge incident, with trepidation, went into my room.

Following a thorough inspection of the room, in which I could find no trace of any wildlife ever having scurried through it, I wandered out into the late evening sunshine of the city.

I spent about an hour hobbling around the city centre taking in some of the main sites including the Cathedral and Castle.

By the time I got back to the hotel I was feeling quite tired from the extra effort of hobbling against walking, so I had a bite to eat in the hotel cafe before turning in for an early night.