2025-07-27 Salisbury

Departing London by bus at noon, we slipped into the patchwork of Wiltshire countryside and rolled into Salisbury at four, greeted by the cathedral’s soaring spire casting a serene shadow over the green, with picnickers and even reenactors in historical costumes. Meandering into the old town, honey-stone streets brimmed with café chatter and quirky boutiques displaying hand-thrown pottery, while half-timbered houses with shuttered windows and iron-knockered doors peered back like silent storytellers whispering centuries-old ghost tales. Each step revealed ivy-draped courtyards and narrow alleys buzzing with life, before we hopped back on the bus, the sights and sounds of Salisbury tucked into our memories as we ventured onward to our Sharing One Language course in Devon.