In honour of our last day in Bristol, the sun is shining and there is (so far) no hint of rain. We have tickets for the 13:25 train and so we can still spend a little time here. The only inconvenience is that we will have to take out bags everywhere with us.

Having packed, we left the apartment keys, as instructed, in the mailbox in the entrance hall and made our way to the nearby Caffè Nero for breakfast.

We then set out for a final ramble.

I like these rather Dickensian-looking buildings:

We went for a bus ride to see what there was to see. Bristol buses are rather uncomfortable, especially when you have your luggage with you, so I was glad to disembark.

This is Bourdaux Quai. You can catch the river ferry here.

Beside the quay runs an arcade when there are market stalls as well as bars and eateries of various kinds. We stopped off for a coffee break.

Despite the earlier promise, the weather broke and it began raining. So we were not sorry to take the bus to…

…the Chateau-esque Temple Meads Station.

We just had enough time to have lunch in the minuscule cafe called The Rest.

With 40 minutes or so to spare we passed through the ticket barrier and retired to Bonapartes (no apostrophe) Cafe Bar, as we did when we first arrived.

Looking up the live departures board on our mobiles, we saw that our train would depart from platform 15 and so we now made our way thither.

And here we are, in our reserved seats awaiting departure.

Thus ends our brief Bristol jaunt but we shall no doubt return one of these days.

Landscape, as seen from the train. Photo by Tigger

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