🧳 Didn’t Plan for Rye—and That’s Why It Was Perfect
I hadn’t planned on going to Rye. No itinerary, no checklist. Just a last-minute “why not” and a train ticket from London. I didn’t expect much—and maybe that’s why it completely caught me off guard.
A Village That Looks Like a Painting
I had originally wanted to visit Cotswolds, but time was tight, and Rye was closer. Cobblestone streets, crooked medieval rooftops, pastel shutters, and layered hilltop houses—Rye looked like a picture someone painted of their idea of “British countryside charm.”
There were no big crowds, just quiet shops on the high street, patches of grass leading up to castle ruins, and a view that made me stop walking for a moment. The only thing I missed? Spotting one of the sheep I secretly hoped to see.
How to Get There (Easy!)
·🚆 From London St Pancras International, take a train to Ashford International
·🛤️ Switch to a local line for Rye
·⏱️ The whole trip takes about 1.5 hours
Where I Ate (Highly Recommend)
·Lunch: The George in Rye — classic pub on High Street. Steak and burger were both great. (Skip the oysters though.)
·Tea: The Cobbles Tea Room — cozy, affordable, and the scone set came with so much cream and jam it felt like a gift.
What I Carried (Glad I Did)
Even with no plan, I brought my go-to lightweight waterproof backpack. Small enough not to feel like “travel gear,” but spacious enough to hold:
·My camera
·A folded windbreaker
·Snacks
·Water bottle
·Book
·And later… a few things I didn’t expect to buy
It kept everything dry when the sky turned grey, and light enough that I barely noticed it on the walk to the castle fields.
No Big Adventure. Just a Perfect Small One.
If you’re ever in London and need to get out of the city—but not too far—Rye might be the answer. You don’t need much time. You don’t need a plan. Just a train ticket, a bit of curiosity, and a backpack that won’t get soaked if the weather shifts.
The lightweight waterproof backpack
I carried on this trip kept everything dry, felt barely there, and still had room for unexpected extras. It’s become my default bag for train-day escapes like this.
