Haworth, Yorkshire

Haworth is the next stop on our trip. It's a little village west of Leeds. You have to take a short train, and then either a bus or a small local steam train. Since we got in on the weekend we had to take the 664 bus in. Which was pretty cute cause it was like old lady bus.

Haworth is where the Brontë family resided. They made a museum of their house which is right next to the church. Our hotel room is just a quarter of a mile from their house. You can't take pictures inside, and I didn't go but Marci did. I just listened to my audio book outside.


Haworth has a lot of cats. I think this dude was a Maine Coon. We saw him as we were taking a pedestrian path behind the Museum. He came down to say hello.


Check out the moss.












This little dude came down from the Moors to say hello. His name is Sparky.




They had to make some of the signs out in Japanese cause Haworth is really popular with the Japanese.


We also met this little dude. There were actually a lot of sociable cats around the neighborhood.


We checked into our hotel room around 4 or 5 and then pretty much just crashed. Marci woke up to some fireworks. The next day was Bonfire Night (Guy Fawkes). So from our window we saw the local bonfire and a massive amount of fireworks. We could have left our hotel for the bonfire cause it was just 2 blocks away but we had just finished the 9 mile Brontë foot path.


Here's a photo of Marci's Full Yorkshire breakfast. It has black pudding, and that's a smoked bacon. Uh, I had the vegetarian breakfast.


Then we set out on the Moors.






Brontë Falls.




Top Withins.






So many sheep.


The Church in the Village.