Today I tasted what it's like to be a traveling journalist. And the taste was sweet! 

With a full camera battery, notebook and tennis shoes I was ready to head to the BritRail station by 7:45 a.m. My job for the day? Capture and document the Literary London class field trip to Canterbury. 

By 8:52 a.m. I was sitting on a train with eight other students and Dr. Guidry ready to make the pilgrimage to Canterbury. Luckily we were on a train and not on horseback like the pilgrims in Canterbury Tales would have been. 

As I peered out the window, I watched the beautiful green English countryside roll by in a blur of hills, trees, fields and firebrick houses. The train ride was smooth except for one part: trying to use the bathroom. Okay, so I know it might be ridiculous to write about this, but it was an important part of the trip for me. I guess me and sophisticated bathrooms don't mix well. First, I couldn't figure out how to open the door. It was a cylinder door with a little silver handle, but you didn't use the handle to open the door. I stood there looking completely lost as I subtly looked for a way to open this door. You know, acting like I wasn't confused or anything. Finally, I found an elevator-like button on the side and was able to open the door. Well it turns out closing the door is just as hard as opening it. To save some time, let's just say it took about 10 minutes to use the bathroom. 

When we arrived in Canterbury we crossed over a bridge and landed on a medieval stone wall that would have protected Canterbury in Geoffery Chaucer's time. I immediately, popped out my camera and starting documenting as Guidry explained the architecture behind the wall. 

First on the agenda was a tour at Canterbury Cathedral. This Cathedral was stunning in design alone, but paired with the history it was a remarkable site. Towering columns held the church together with intricate and colorful stained glass. Each student received a self-guided audio tour where they could listen to the history of each room in the Cathedral at their own pace. This was difficult for me as I balanced holding my camera, my phone and the audio tour headset while admiring the cathedral and documenting the class. We saw where Thomas Becket was murdered in the cathedral and the sword monument that symbolized the four knights that killed him. We also toured the biggest crypt in the area built in the 12th century. It was so surreal to see the worn steps where pilgrims crawled on their knees to get to Becket's shrine hundreds of years ago.

After the cathedral, we visited St. Augustine's Abbey ruins. This abbey was destroyed by Henry VIII during the protestant reformation when he needed money. Little of the abbey remains today, but as I listened to the audio tour and read the plaques throughout the area I formed a vision of what the abbey looked like before destroyed. 

After an interesting lunch at a local pub that ran out of burgers before I could order one, the group headed to the Eastbridge Hospital. This was a small hole-in-the-wall kind of place that is probably overlooked by many tourists. The hospital was not that impressive, but the stories linked to it were very interesting. Inside the hospital's chapel, there was a replica painting of an original one right outside the chapel. It was an oval shape painting with the symbol of Christ painted in the center. 

After seeing some "wackadoodles" and street performers, we headed back to London to call it a day. I had successfully taken over 100 pictures on my camera and phone and was ready to do the trip all over again! 

 


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    I'm Kasi Dickerson. Journalism is my passion. I'm a big family person, love to travel and I laugh all the time.

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