England: Whitby

It's my last week here in England but certainly not my least. This weekend I hung out in Whitby with a bajillion other people. Apparently it's the place to go. Don't worry . . . I brought you along too. Here's a shot of the narrow lanes.

A super cute bookstore . . .

The Whitby Bookshop

A street performer . . .

But what Whitby is really known for is the ruined abbey at the top of the town.

This was Bram Stoker's inspiration for Dracula. There are 199 steps leading up to it. Yes, I counted. But that wasn't enough exercise to burn off the fish and chips I ate for lunch (another thing Whitby is famous for). So I toodled over to Robin Hood's Bay via bus.

Then hiked 7 miles of coastline back to Whitby. It took a little over 3 hours. The sun even came out for a little while.

But by the time I made it back, the sun was just about setting, the mist was rising, and I think I saw a ship coming in that might've had a black dog leap from the deck.