After many previous visits to Canterbury, it was a relief to be able to stay and not rush back. Typical also that this was coming out of the coldest March for 50yrs (a century?) so I couldn’t exactly walk around at leisure – so amazingly cold! The Falstaff Hotel looked like a very old building – I am not exactly tall, but found myself bowing my head a bit to get inside the room (through doorways built for a smaller generation). There is some amazing history in that place – right on the old pilgrimage route traveled to the cathedral.