The last of three places I had S looked up for breakfast was this little eatery not too far off called Tiny Tiny. The weather was good but it was surprisingly chilly in the early hours and late nights. I thanked myself for having a simply face mask for it blocked the strong winds and prevented my nose from freezing and dropping off. It was five degrees Celsius on one morning and my nose was dripping like a leaking tap at times. I had to go to a convenience stall to get myself a simple pair of gloves.
The eatery was not exactly within residential area and at the fringe of the city centre. It had a respectable menu and I asked the staff at the counter to recommend me a dish. I ended having this one called Turkish Eggs, which she told me was popular. It was different from what I normally had but unfortunately, I did not take a fancy to it and decided to return another day to give the place another shot.
Having had nothing planned for the day, I decided to visit the castle which was a stone’s throw from where I put myself up. I marveled at the architecture of the yesteryear and climbed ninety-nine steps to catch the best sights of the area at the castle gate. There was a gift shop there where I bought more souvenirs.
I had thought of lazing around in the hotel room and watching shows on the television but I had the most surprising offer from a gentleman I had met in the Stadium Tour the previous day. What happened was I had shared on Facebook Newcastle United Supporters Page Singapore that I had been on the tour and how I felt it was worth the money and a member of the page, Mr John Dennison, identified himself, saying he was on the same tour! It was really coincidental as it was not the original tour I had signed up for and I gave him my contact number on Messenger.
John contacted me and told me he was staying in Durham in Newcastle and offered to show me around where he was if I caught the train to where he was. I thought that since I was on an adventure on my own, I should step out of my comfort zone and just travel to see the sights. I had someone bringing me and I doubted that he would want much from a fifty-year-old Asian man. Haha.
I took the train, not the metro, after asking for directions from the staff there. It was another experience and I sat with this well-dressed gentleman. He chatted with me and explained he was in Edinburgh for work and was travelling home. Football binds people and we spoke about it. He was a Middlesbrough supporter and we spoke fondly about Juninho and Tavenelli.
I met John at the platform of the station after alighting and he drove me to the Durham Cathedral. We had a drink before he showed me around the marvellous building. We then went on a walk and caught wondrous sights of the river there. We sat for coffee and spoke. It turns out that he had studied in Singapore in his early days and would visit Singapore annually to meet his previous schoolmates for a gathering.
I thanked him for showing me around again and returned in the late afternoon. I cannot remember doing much the rest of the day that day and fell asleep without dinner that night.





























































