Ima’s 1907 journal continues.
July 1st
At about ten o’clock sighted Plymouth.
Got in about 11:15 and the first sight which greeted us was “Pear’s Soap”
advertisement! Mr. Thompson & Mr. Foster stayed with the luggage at the
Customs House, & Mr. Scott escorted us in dumpy “four wheelers” over
cobblestones so that we created a distinctly embarrassing feeling of
disturbance through the quiet quaint old streets. The narrowness of the thoroughfares,
& the walled hillyness reminded me a bit of Quebec. Spent the night at the
Royal, a fair hotel-single room with comfortable bed at 5 shillings. We were
roused at 6:30 a.m. in order to breakfast & catch the 8:30 train for
Salisbury...
[At
Salisbury, the party toured the cathedral.]
My first great one, & I am overwhelmed by its symmetry and
beauty of exterior, thought the quiet bare interior is most uplifting & inspiring..
. .
The guide was very good. . . .We hurried, much to my despair, for
I should love to linger long with the lovely close [A “close” is the area and buildings around a cathedral.
Salisbury Close is the largest, and one of the loveliest in England.] Left for Winchester at 3:15 P.M. --Several
changes. Lots of fun carrying our own bags. I have two and my rugs.
Summer 1907 was Ima’s first journey to Europe, but it was
far from her last.
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