Ipswich; Friday, 24 June, 2011

A Friday evening trip across London is always an unpleasant experience and this was no different. Thankfully I’d left plenty of time and the journey was pretty smooth, if very full, so I arrived at Liverpool Street with over an hour to kill before my train.

I grabbed a bite to eat near the station and then wandered back to stand on the concourse for a while before the train was finally called.

Given that it was half seven at night I though the train was going to be relatively empty, but I was proved wrong as by the time we finally pulled out of the station every seat had been taken and people were standing in the aisles.

The number of people on-board meant that it took longer than scheduled at each station and by the time we finally pulled into Ipswich we were five minutes late.

I emerged from the station into a late evening drizzle which had just started and slowly got worse as I walked towards the hotel.

After checking in and dropping off my stuff I went for a wander around the harbour side and the town. Unfortunately, a wet Friday night is not the best time to see Ipswich and I didn’t have the greatest impressions of the town so I headed back to the hotel for an early night.