(Image Creds: Amelia Dsouza)
Having taken the opportunity to help report on the Roses action in Lancaster this year, I decided, amidst the stress of final year assignments, that it would be most appropriate to travel across the country for the day. As someone who isn’t the biggest fan of coach trips or sleeping on the floor, a day-trip by train seemed the most suitable option – and it was worth it.
Although my morning started early with an 8.15am train (I would like to add, with two changes) that got me to Lancaster for 11.30am, the journey was somewhat easy and simple. Getting this train meant that I arrived in Lancaster significantly earlier than needed: however, it gave me the opportunity to explore (mind you, a small portion of) the city.
My first stop was a café named ‘Tuck’, located just outside the station. Here, I bought myself a much-needed flat white and a cinnamon bun to start my mini trip off right – and I can assure you that it did not disappoint. This stop was followed by a wander to Lancaster Castle and Lancaster Priory Church, where I sat on a bench at the peak of Castle Hill, taking in the views of the rolling hills of the city.
Shortly after, I caught a bus to Lancaster University’s Sports Centre. Hopping off the bus, I could feel the unfaltering sense of togetherness that an event such as the Roses seems to bring to communities, with crowds cheering on players, and Lancaster and York students chatting with one another. As a result, although I travelled up on my own, at no point did I feel out of place. This energy continued to manifest itself in the competition halls, where partners, friends and relatives were celebrating the achievements of their people, and the opposing teams were congratulating each other.
Although I am writing this whilst waiting for my train home (due to arrive in York at approximately 9.30pm) I feel I can safely say that this was a successful, gratifying day out which – though I’m sure some may hesitate at the thought of – I would recommend.