I love trains. I really really do. So, whilst I’m in my final ‘summer’ so to speak (although still working full time, as and when) I felt it was only necessary to take the train to John O’Groats. As you do. Snaps and stories.
We took the sleeper train from London Euston up to Inverness. This was my beaut of a berth. If you haven’t been on a sleeper train, I’d really recommend it. It’s so much fun toddling down to the
dining carriage bar for a drink and to mingle with the other passengers. (Note my left over gin and lemonade glass.) It can be a bit hit and miss as to how well you actually sleep, but I find the swaying and to and froing really rather comforting. Then waking up and finding out you’re in the middle of Scotland and that the London lights are 300 miles behind you, pretty breathtaking.
We wandered around Inverness for a bit before catching our next train, from Inverness to Wick. This was a 4 hour pretty bumpy ride through the Highlands but was absolutely beautiful. I saw puffins, deer, even majestic stags and of course, lots and lots of sheep. It was gorgeous.
From Wick, we took another very bumpy bus up to John O’Groats (the most northern part of the UK) itself. It was crazy, literally nothing there. I felt extremely overwhelmed about how far north we were (which is weird, cause I’ve been to Australia heaps of times LITERALLY the other side of the world) but is was beautiful and desolate at the same time. Excuse the pretty casual get up here. (I’d spent upwards of 12 hours on trains). But FYI my tee is ASOS, jeans are trusty BDG at Urban Outfitters favourites, socks are Topshop and sneakers are Vans.
After a twenty minute stroll around John O’Groats we got the same very bumpy bus back to our hotel in central Wick (located on the shortest street in the world, don’t you know). After relaxing over a bottle of cava we headed down to a gorgeous dinner and some drinks in the bar, before collapsing into bed.
After an early start, we got the same (bumpy) train from Wick down to Inverness where we spent the day strolling the Ness and the Isles of Ness, shopping and gorging on Pizza Express. At 8pm we boarded the sleeper train to head back to London Euston where we arrived 12 hours later.
So that was it! It was a beautiful trip and exactly the break I needed. The Highlands were just gorgeous and I can now say I’ve been to the most northerly point in the UK! Next, Landsend.