On our second day in Rye, we took a country walk to the Nature Reserve, the other great pastime of the British. I got excited when we first saw lots of sheep:
Then I realized that they were *everywhere* and especially aggressive around Camber Castle
Our tourist map of the country walk sorta failed us once we got to the beach, so we ended up lost in the country amongst holiday caravan villages (read: trailer parks) and old man pubs. After a replenishing pint, we finally found a bus stop and got back to Rye, where we hit another pub:
At the Cinque Ports, I got hit on by an old Australian sailor who was once stationed in Brooklyn in the 1970s, which was pretty exciting, I got a free pint out of it. It was there that I read the awesome news of David Hasselhoff being thrown off a plane at Heathrow and Mel Gibson's infamous DUI. Love British tabloids.
The next day, before we headed back to London, we went to the Castle Museum:
Ye olde fun was had:
With this weak ending, we took the train back to London, more later…