There was a time, when I fell in love with a city...

You will have to excuse the rambling of this post as I am really knackered and so some editing might have to occur.


"There was a time, when I fell in love with a city;
through the back-door alleys,
through the cold night air;
where I fell in love with the moment,
and reached for the highest stars..."



Gods I miss Lancaster. It has this, this feeling, it's indescribable but it's the feeling of the cool night air against your face, the setting of the sun and the watching of films squished into someone's front room. It's a feeling that I know will never leave me and it continues to inspire me even after all these years.

Now as many of you will know, my parents live close to Blackpool (about 40 minutes away from Lancaster).

What many of you will now know, however, is that every Saturday for a fair few years I attended Dallas Road School for music lessons in the recorder, singing, drumming and playing in swing band. I also went to a tiny place somewhere to learn to dance. Me and my family also atteneded many of the Promenade Theatre Shows in Williamsons Park and on occassion went to The Dukes Cinema/Theatre to watch something.

So while my main affinity with Lancaster is through being a student there we go back a lot further than that and it is a city that I keep coming back to as home.

Lancaster has this "draw" to it that is undeniable and it seems to draw loads of really cool to the university and then somehow it's 10 years later and they haven't left yet. Maybe it's this that draws my romantic side to the place, but somehow I don't think so.

What I think draws me most is that it's full of really interesting things. It has a plethora of really awesome, dark and dingy pubs where you can while away the hours having polite conversation, heated discussion or just getting rat-arsed. It has a great multitude of fantastic houses in odd locations for BBQ's, DVD nights and just hanging with friends. It has the River Lune running through it, which is fantastic to walk along.

One of my favourite things about the place has to be Williamsons Park. It is an expanse of greenery and woodland that houses the Ashton Memorial and the butterfly house.

It is great to walk in, great to play games in, great to watch "promenade theatre" in, great to have BBQ's in, great for Hanami and great just to sit at the top of and watch the sun go down.

Another thing I've found about Lancaster is that everything is interconnected. Except the university that is (although that's only a short bur-ride away). By interconnected I mean that you can walk to pretty much everything. It might take you 20 minutes to walk from one side of town to the other but it's doable and enjoyable.

In short I feel like I have fallen in love with a city. I never thought it was possible but I know deep down in my heart that I shall be returning at some point to live there for a while.


Now enough rambling. In other news, I have a hot date when I get back to Bangor. He's awesome and cute and makes me smile and I most definitely do not want to jump him the moment I get back. ;P