2014 UK Tour: A Pictorial Day in Newcastle

Jimmy and Val near the car park.

Our extremely excellent hosts Jimmy and Val indulged us for a day of escapism in Newcastle. It's named after the new castle which is only a thousand years old. I had asked to see the Great North Museum at the city university. It was conveniently located nowhere near the car park (see how comfortably I make the language switch here) meaning we needed to walk completely through downtown and soak in the sights first. I found domed rooftops seemingly everywhere which made me wonder if there's a reason for that rhyme. Once again we add a chapter to the series of Steve's photos of my butt. In all our leisurely travels he surrepticiously stops on sidewalks and shoots the camera at my worst angle. We have photos of my butt in a dozen or more interesting places and you'll not be seeing any of them here. It was a fine day in every respect including the dinner at an underground Italian place near the quay. Look that up.

I read "Down and Out in Paris and London" by George Orwell
before coming on this trip. This hallway was once one of
those portals to impoverished hell described in
the Orwell memoir.

Can't get enough of those spectacular arches everywhere.

These are good times.

Much better view from the front.

Who knows what this soup kitchen looked like inside when it was first used.

This is the portal to hell from another view.

Dome #1.

Now we're in Grainger Market. Note the pork pies. Steve's most favored hat, called a porkpie, is named after the overhead view of it which looks exactly like one of these.