London and my meeting with Shaun was a cramped and uneventful coach and tube trip from home plus an hour at Kings Cross awaiting the Eurostar. Another two hours and a light Korean lunch later and we were heading north to an evening in Hull.
A milky white moon seemed to be the only brightness as we walked through the city's dark and empty streets to our soulless and sterile hotel. It seemed quiet but not as quiet as the marina area to where three of us headed to eat, Shaun's school friend Rob having joined us for the evening. The marina seemed to have more character than parts of Hull I had seen on previous visits but it might just as easily have been the darkness.
We shared an Italian meal and decided on an early night; it has been a long day of travelling and tomorrow is to be the start of the Wolds Way. So we headed back through the still silent streets to our soulless accommodation in readiness for the morning.
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