A Spontaneous Day Trip to Rye (and the One Backpack I’m Glad I Brought)
I didn’t plan for Rye. No notes, no route, no “must-see” list.
Just a train ticket from London and a need to leave the city for a few hours.
What I found was a tiny English village that looked like it had been painted from memory: sloped rooftops, castle fields, pastel shutters, and streets too narrow for anything but walking.
🏡 Why Rye Surprised Me
I had been aiming for the Cotswolds, but Rye was closer.
It turned out to be everything I imagined a British village could be—quiet, crooked, charming.
Shops along the high street felt like time capsules. The path up to the ruins opened into a field where I half-hoped I’d see sheep. (Didn’t happen—but the view made up for it.)
🚆 How to Get There
- London St Pancras → Ashford International
- Transfer to a local train → Rye
- ⏱ Total journey: 1.5 hours
🍽 Where I Ate
- Lunch: The George in Rye – steak and burger were excellent, skip the oysters
- Tea: The Cobbles Tea Room – affordable, cozy, and generous with the cream and jam
🎒 What I Carried
Even without a plan, I brought my lightweight waterproof backpack. It’s my go-to for one reason: it never gets in the way, but it’s always enough.
I carried:
- Windbreaker
- Snacks
- Book
- Water
- A few surprise buys from local shops
It kept everything dry when the sky turned, and felt light enough that I barely noticed it.
🌤 Final Thoughts
No pressure, no checklist, just a place that felt like stepping sideways into a storybook.
If you’re in London and craving air and stillness, Rye is 1.5 hours away—and very worth it.
🔗 Backpack Mention (Link Section)
The lightweight waterproof backpack
I brought was compact, weatherproof, and flexible enough for whatever Rye handed me.
[See it here →]
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