Every chance I get to go into York on a nice day I take. Nice days are rare to come by weather wise, yet you do notice the north usually has clearer skies than the south. One of my flatmates friends came to visit and we thought we’d give a small tour and it would be a chance to use my camera. I principally wanted to film but taking photographs got a hold of me.
The York MinsterThe MarketplaceAlex taking some shots of the local produceThat one photograph everyone in York has to take over and overFrom inside the minsterBeautiful detailing of the windows
Last weekend I had the privilege to go see the small but very vibrant and historical town of Durham. There was some tension considering my heart now belongs with York yet I didn’t let that ruin my journey. What I found was Durham was a very charming city.
If it makes sense, Durham feels very English. While walking through it you pass through defining moments of British architecture, modern and old. Most streets are cobbled and there are plenty of picture perfect bridges however upon wondering around it won’t be too soon before you find a signature British Iceland store tucked under some retro 60s building.
What makes Durham so special is the way the light filters through it. It’s embossed in trees and winter nature, the buildings are densely packed and this makes it incredibly difficult for the sun to illuminate small nooks and crannies. Yet I insist this doesn’t make Durham seem unfriendly at all, quite the opposite you can feel the northern charm among the bustling streets of people. The space possess a dark romantic yet comfortable vibe.
At some points it’s easy to forget your in a town. The building isolated from the city centre are shrouded in hibernating stalks. Small parts of ice flow along the rivers. The trips purpose was to go see the market which I have to say was much better than York’s own. The Christmas Decorations were suttle but brought some festive feel to the place.
A lot of the more modern building in Durham are how I would imagine some German towns for some reason. It does feel very detached from the rest of England, like a parts of history taken out of Britain’s puzzle and placed together somewhere hidden. The Castles and Cathedral left a lasting impression on me. The architecture of the main cathedral left my jaw wide open. It was in a Gothic style much like the Notre Dame de Paris. The black soot marks gave off an even darker appearance. The inside was a complete contrast. The space seemed very well lit for such a huge space. Unfortunately no photography was allowed inside.
Although the outside may look impressive I was even more enchanted by the gigantic columns with tiny detailing and the stained glass windows. We walked in roughly at sunset and the tint caused by the lighting was phenomenal. My finger continually itched for the shutter button but I managed to pull myself together and respect the rules.
Some more UK travelling to come perhaps? I’ve always wanted to see Edinburgh
I live on a reasonably picturesque campus. The University of York is often famed for it’s hideous buildings such as the spaceship and the vast majority of Derwent College. Saying that all the new additions are very welcome. So much water can be found throughout campus in the lakes and ponds making some of the less attractive buildings much more tolerable. Most of the time it feels like you are walking through a park instead of a university.
It may seem like a stupid reason but the way the university felt and looked was important when I was deciding which one to attend and if to attend at all. I still think I was wise to consider this because imagine having a hard time with the workload and having to walk through concrete blocks to get to subjects on time. I know I couldn’t put up with that. Enjoy the shots ~
The Exhibition Centre A view of Goodricke collegeHeslington Hall from the Side, a magnificent old building.One of the newer looking structuresWentworth College
Santa Cruz early summer this year was stunning, at first glance the city seems much like the rest of Tenerife, confused and slightly out of place. Yet if you take some time out to just explore the microcapital by foot Santa Cruz’s exotic warmth manages to charm you like no place can. The Retro council flat style apartments aren’t an eyesore at all like back home, painted in bright colours with chunky designs. All of Santa Cruz feels like a movie set. You can go from central LA to Gotham to Rio, to London and back again in no time at all. Very surreal yet very exciting.
Once you start it’s difficult to stop, your curiosity takes hold of you and you want to take a peek at every street. We stumbled into three communal gardens shared by blocks of flats. Old women were sat outside knitting, children played by the doorsteps, the neighbours yelling greetings at each other. All this time surrounded in lush foreign flora and newly painted pavements. The layout of the living space was so open and social. Whilst pacing across you occasionally catch a glance of Tenerife’s red mountains peering over you.
Then there’s the landmark theatre which simply demands your attention. Inside it’s sleek modern, much like a spaceship. The plazas that surround it are filled with families resting and simply enjoying their day. The people seem calm yet fast paced. Almost relaxed but simply getting things done efficiently.
It amazed me how quickly my opinion changed as we pulled into the city where I was judgmental and dissaproving then four paces out of the bus I was immersed in the feel of the place. My advice, don’t go on a typical tenerife holiday sun, sand and the chlorine. Take a city break like no other and if you demand a beach head to Playa en Teresitas a huge man made beach coated in African sand and coconut palms. The whole city is a wrongly understated surprise.
Streets lined with both Canarian and foreign palm treesI’m still drunk (for the first time) in this picture, can you tell?Communal GardensAuditorio de Tenerife looks different from every angleThe typical red mountains of Tenerife in the backdrop,An Example of the Retro Architecture in Santa CruzYou can see the contrasting green housing block in the backgroundThe landmark is small, but seems large, and smallAll small gardens impressedThe Central Bus terminal felt more like an airport