Linköping to Haverdal (South by Lund)


After a lovely late autumn weekend in and around Linköping (the above photo is taken in the Omberg Ecopark by Lake Vättern), it was time to head back to Haverdal on the west coast. While I had benefitted from sale rates on my outbound journey, I discovered that I was attempting to travel on the final Sunday of the school half term holidays and was stuck with paying full rate for whatever I wanted. The upside of this was that everything – while very expensive – cost about the same, so I could pick and choose based on timings and routings. For the sake of variation from my outbound, I opted to return via the south, using a Linköping-Lund-Halmstad routing.

Having had a lovely day with my hosts, I set off for the station on the first day after the clocks had gone back, realising that sunset would be around the time of my departure at 15:59. I managed to take some lovely photos as I got to the station.



My train was already running a few minutes late, but it looked simply fantastic as it arrived.


Once onboard, I had one of the more interesting experiences I’ve had since SJ switched to personalised ticketing a few years ago. I no longer travel with printed tickets, but have the barcode for my booking in the SJ app (more on the app another time, perhaps). A few minutes after departure, the conductor came down through the coach and stopped next to my seat. First he turned to the other passenger who had boarded at Linköping across the aisle from me and said “Are you Sven?” to which the man agreed he was. The conductor then turned to me and said “You must be Ian?” and I also agreed. That was it – that was the ticket check!


The train was gradually losing time, and by the time we were on approach to Alvesta (yet another key railway hub in Sweden) the conductor had bad news. Everyone who was hoping to connect to the Öresundståg service to Kalmar was out of luck – we were going to be late enough that it would have departed. The solution – wait for over an hour in the freezing cold. There seemed to be a lot of people who were looking to connect and they didn’t seem very happy. However, just a few minutes later, the conductor came back and said they had spoken to staff at Alvesta who had agreed to hold the Kalmar service for connecting passengers (so please would everyone hurry across the platform upon arrival!). We arrived in Alvesta, and I watched as a lot of people scurried across the platform (see below). What is most striking is that post privatisation in Sweden, this kind of railway-think rarely happens any longer – but it did demonstrate that it is possible to look after the passenger’s best interests.


We continued to lose time, and by the time we got to Lund we were running over 20 minutes after our scheduled arrival of 18:31. This was only frustrating because I had been banking on having time to grab a hasty dinner in Lund before catching my connection. As it was, I had to make do with a quick stroll around the station before heading to my platform for my onward connection – a fast SJ service to Halmstad.

These are run as SJ 3000s, but are effectively Regina X55s. I’ve been on them a fair few times now and find them to be really pleasant trains to travel on. There’s not much to tell about the run up to Halmstad, which was smooth and on-time.

We arrived at 20:16, which meant I had ample time to pop over the footbridge to the bus station to catch my onward bus connection, scheduled to depart at 20:30. The bus station was deserted, and 20:30 came and went. I checked the usual social media channels to see whether I had a cancellation on my hands, but there was no indication of this. Eventually, the bus pulled up into my bay, unmarked, about 12 minutes late. The driver seemed puzzled, and the bus was freezing. But we set off, with the driver only making two rather confused, unscheduled stops in the middle of Halmstad. What was most peculiar was that once we got up speed, we really got up speed. The driver appeared not to be familiar with the route, being taken by surprise by corners in the road, but also driving much faster than you might expect (I had some idea of what we were doing by tracking the bus through the bus provider app). Suffice to say that despite leaving almost 15 minutes late, I was only 2 minutes late upon arrival in Haverdal. An interesting… experience.

Comparing my outbound and return journeys, both had their merits. I really liked using the direct northbound service from Halmstad to Katrineholm, but using Lund as the connecting point in the south is generally quicker. If travelling this route again in future, I might try the third option, which is to travel with Krösatåg across country from Halmstad to Nässjö, before connecting on to Linköping. Best to cover all the options!


Haverdal to Linköping (North by Katrineholm)

As part of my stay in Haverdal during October, I had made plans to have a change of scene for a couple of days midway through to ensure I cleared my head and had some company. I have friends in Linköping in the east of Sweden, and this seemed as good an opportunity to head to see them. By road, it’s a fairly arduous 300km cross country – further if you opt for motorways all the way. By rail, you can select one of several routes, all of them seeming a little circuitous. Naturally, this felt like an ideal opportunity to try out some routes not travelled much previously – and when an SJ sale came along, the deal was sealed. For my outbound journey, I was booked to travel on a Friday morning.

It was a very early start for me, as I was booked to travel on the 06:21 bus from Haverdal in to the station in Halmstad. I had booked my ticket all the way through via SJ’s website, using the Resplus function. Resplus comes in handy, despite costing a small premium, because it provides protected connections between bus and rail. If the bus doesn’t get you to the station on time, you can travel on the next available service. I headed to the bus stop and my service arrived on time. After some confusion about my ticket exacerbated by the driver not turning on the lights to actually look at it, all was well and I settled down in the dark towards the back of the bus. It was a quick run to town, picking up a few commuters but not making many stops. As we swooshed through central Halmstad, we passed a pink-lit tree.


I had plenty of time to mooch around Halmstad station in the cold and the dark, so I got myself a coffee and ambled up and down the platforms. As discussed previously, Halmstad is the point on the west coast mainline where the fast SJ services pass the slower Öresundståg services. As you can see here, the departure times are almost the same. What was exciting was that I was booked on the 07:18, which is the only through train of the day from Halmstad to Stockholm, run using an X2000. A few minutes before my service, a purple Pågatåg turned up, terminating at Halmstad. Then the X2000 swept in through the darkness – hence the blur!


First class is pretty comfy onboard the X2000, and I had a window/aisle seat. I was served breakfast within 90 seconds of departure, which seemed like excellent service. As far as Gothenburg (non-stop from Halmstad), the train was pretty much empty. However, in Gothenburg, it was filled up with lots of people heading to Stockholm for the weekend. Below you can see my seat as well as my delicious breakfast box. These aren’t actually too bad for what they are, but once you’ve had the same one a few times it does begin to wear a little thin!


We made steady progress, with the tilt in full use once we left Gothenburg and used to remarkable effect. In some places, it really does feel like you’re about to be dumped into a lake! We arrived on time in Katrineholm at 10:47. Katrineholm is a 19th century railway town, hence why it was my connection point. Below you can see the X2000 I arrived on standing at the platform waiting to depart for Stockholm. Meanwhile, I poked around the station. As you can see from the departure board, it’s a fairly busy station, and even features international services!

My onward connection from Katrineholm was scheduled for 10:58, but was running a few minutes late. When it did eventually arrive, I was pleased to discover I was going to sample a new type of train: a Regina EMU (the X50 version). I really liked the look on the outside, with the chrome and red/blue thing making it look very striking. We had a straightforward run through the lakes of Östgötaland, arriving in Linköping bang on time at 11:49. For the £25 I had paid (remember, it was in a sale), I was pretty pleased to have done 3.5 hours in first class direct from Halmstad, and to have got to where I needed to before lunch time. Below are a few buses and a tram I ran into on the journey, as well.

London to Haverdal

As previously mentioned, I was away from home in October for a three-week mega trip that covered a range of activities. The most prominent of these was getting some dedicated writing time in peace and quiet, so I decided to decamp to Haverdal. I’ve never travelled to Haverdal from London before, so I thought it would be interesting to record the experience.  The first decision was where to fly to – Copenhagen or Gothenburg. A combination of factors helped to make that decision – I was going to be at an event in central London until relatively late the evening before, so didn’t want a dawn start. Having written off the entire day for travel, I was also fairly flexible and happy to save a few pounds. The decision was made by the fact that a colleague has been spending their sabbatical in Gothenburg – the opportunity for a cup of coffee as I passed through seemed too good to pass up. I was able to secure a ticket with Norwegian from Gatwick to Gothenburg for just north of £30, which seemed very reasonable.

My Thursday morning began at the Gatwick Sofitel, where I was able to avail myself of free breakfast in the lounge (on the left below). Nothing that exciting, but really wonderful views of the apron at Gatwick that I failed to take good photos of because it was dark. However, I pressed on to the terminal, feeling my stomach rumbling. The good news was that I managed to persuade the check in robot to take my very heavy bag – apparently it will accept anything up to 20.9kg. The even better news was that I reassigned my seat to 1F. The bad news was that the flight was showing as fairly heavily delayed. I proceeded through security and after some quick shopping tasks, I headed for the Grain Store for my second breakfast (on the right below) as part of their deal with Priority Pass. I was very pleasantly surprised by the Grain Store – nice setting, good service, ok food – and a good spot to settle down while waiting out the delay.

Eventually, some progress on our flight was made – it was running a mere 100 minutes late. We were assigned a gate, and FlightRadar gave the impression that the aircraft was inbound, so off I went. The windows at Gatwick into the baggage hall really are good fun, and I could have happily spent longer looking through them. Boarding was a zoo, but I was on in fairly short order and settled down in 1F, which is one of my preferred seats on Norwegian. Leg room was decent – even more decent was the fact that I was not joined on my row by anyone else. As we got underway, I saw one of Norwegian’s 787s – next to a 737 they really look huge. The flight itself was uneventful, except for the fact that it was the first Norwegian flight I’ve taken in years with functioning Wi-Fi, which was a novelty. Of course, it wears off quickly! We made decent time and it wasn’t long before Swedish terra firma beckoned.

After retrieving my luggage, I headed outside to find that an empty bus was just pulling up. I got on and had my pick of the seats. These buses are heavily used and often depart full and standing – which is highly unusual in Swedish terms. They simply aren’t designed for so many passengers with luggage. On this occasion, it wasn’t too bad, and we made steady progress down to the Nils Ericson Terminal in central Gothenburg (next door to the central railway station). There I found my colleague, and off we went for a coffee.

Little did I know that upon my return to the station at around 5pm, all hell would have broken loose. An electrical line side fire not far from Gothenburg station had led to a suspension of all departures. Despite being fairly savvy, and keeping an eye on appropriate travel company social media pages, it was clear this was not something they have great contingencies for. It was the middle of rush hour and the station was already absolutely heaving. It was apparent that I wasn’t going anywhere soon, so I decided to deposit my bag in a locker and headed out for a stroll and some dinner.

When I returned a couple of hours later, having had the impression from the web that there might be some progress, I found this was not the case. The station was still as busy as before, and while some departures had been managed, many had not. It was an opportunity to have a wander and see the new MTR Express trains used by MTR, an open access operator, on the Gothenburg-Stockholm line.

I retrieved my luggage and put myself on what appeared to be the first train going south to Halmstad with space and waited. And waited. And waited some more. Repeated promises that we would be departing shortly were made and broken. Eventually, we were informed that the service was cancelled due to a train fault and directed to another platform, where we waited in the dark and cold for half an hour before the next train appeared. Which we then waited onboard to depart for another 45 minutes. Eventually, we got away – running as a triple set Öresund train, which I don’t think I’ve encountered before (indeed, the train was too long for the platform at Varberg). By the time I arrived at Halmstad, the last bus to Haverdal had departed an hour earlier. With a little British elbowing, I ensured I secured one of the few taxis available on the station rank and I was in the house in Haverdal just before midnight, only 5.5 hours later than expected.

What did I learn from this? Well, the lack of contingency for this kind of mass event in Sweden seems poor. Station staff were powerless and clueless – train crews were baffled – and there seemed to be little interest in moving people on. The line side fire had an impact on signalling, but there seemed to be little in the way of efforts to work around these issues. Communications with passengers onboard trains were poor too. I’m not saying this wouldn’t happen in Britain – but station staff and crew are better trained, and the (better) TOCs are primed to jump into action to make sure they lessen the impact when it does. I’ve been promised a refund of my taxi fare, but am still awaiting the funds…

All in all, it was a rather more eventful journey to Haverdal than I had anticipated. (Had Norwegian not been late, I would not have run into my trouble in Gothenburg). Nevertheless, I did eventually get to where I was meant to be. Next time I run into an event of that kind, rather than spending 6.5 hours to go 80 miles down the road, I’ll get in a taxi and figure it out later!


Haverdal to Edinburgh via Denmark

IMG_20170911_083242Our trip to rainy, rural Sweden was almost at an end and decisions had to be made about how to get ourselves back home to Edinburgh. Unlike on the way, we had most of the day to make our way to Copenhagen airport for a 17:05 departure to Edinburgh. We settled on using the Helsingborg-Helsingør ferry as a variation on the direct train. It is possible to buy a through ticket from the bus driver when boarding at our local stop all the way to Copenhagen – and by either the ferry or bridge route. Our driver hadn’t sold a “via ferry” ticket before, but it didn’t stop her from doing so! You even save around £2 per person by buying the ferry option. So, we joined the 08:41 to Halmstad, which is fairly busy bus – including passengers going to Halmstad Airport for flights to Stockholm. Despite several passengers needing to top up their travel cards onboard (ourselves included), we made good progress to town and arrived at the bus station just 3 minutes behind schedule.

This gave us ample time to loiter at a rather grey, chilly Halmstad station. What do you do once you’ve consumed your coffee and bun from the ubiquitous Pressbyrån? Why, you wander around the platforms watching the other trains come and go. Halmstad is where the fast SJ services bypass the slow Öresundståg services – and it is quite impressive to watch it happen. The SJ train arrives just a couple of minutes behind the stopper, and manages to be away in around 90 seconds (no platform dispatchers in Halmstad either, so this is all done by the conductor).


Eventually, our train, the 10:12 turned up. It was pink! (In Helsingborg, they join a second set on which was green on this occasion!). We managed to secure seats, which isn’t always a given on these trains. The journey was unremarkable until just north of Helsingborg, where there remains a stretch of single track – we had to wait for a delayed northbound train, and the minutes ticked away. So much so that we did not make our connection to the Scandlines Aurora in Helsingborg.

On the upside, this gave us the opportunity to poke around the departures area for a few minutes. It is an overwhelmingly exciting place, as can be seen from the photos.

Instead of the fancy Aurora, we ended up with the former HH Ferries vessel, the Mercandia VIII at 11:30. It is much smaller than Aurora, and rather less shiny. It was by far the choppiest crossing I’ve had in several years, and even the coffee was poor (almost unheard of in Scandinavia). The silver lining is that upon arrival in Helsingør, foot passengers disembark through the front of the cabin, providing the below view. I particularly like the juxtaposition of the prominent Danish flag and the Swedish flag-coloured markings on the car deck. In short, the Mercandia is much boatier than the other ferries plying this route – but there is little else going for it.


Upon arrival in Helsingør, there was an outside chance we could catch a train with a very short connection, and we duly paced our way along the corridors from the ferry. Unfortunately, an obstructive fellow passenger – also rushing but not quickly enough – stopped us from making it. Nevermind! A chance to poke around Helsingør station instead. Seen below is our train on the right, bound for Kalmar on the Baltic coast of Sweden, next to a local service bound for Hillerød.


Our train made good time into Copenhagen and we got off at Østerport to change onto the Metro, which we took 3 stops to Amagerbro station where I had spotted a lunch opportunity. No decent photos of the metro to share, but I remain impressed by Copenhagen’s interpretation of a metro system, which seems to work very well and has consistently decent ridership. Bear in mind that we were still travelling on the ticket bought from the bus driver in Haverdal at this point! It was about 13:10 when we arrived at Amagerbro, meaning it had taken around 4.5 hours from Haverdal. We might have cut 30-40 minutes off that journey time if we had gone on the direct train from Halmstad, but it would have been far less interesting.

After a rather good lunch at Halifax, the sun had come out, so we decided to walk the 5.5km to the airport through the Amager suburbs. Once we reached the airport, we headed for our usual hang out, the Aviator Lounge, for a quick cup of tea. Normally, it’s been a favourite for the wonderful views of aircraft on the apron and lots of daylight. As it was, the work on the new extension to the terminal meant that the lounge was very dark and that when secured one of the few seats by a window, this was our view…


Nevermind! We only had 20 minutes to spare, so we set off for the charming F gates shortly after we had finished our tea. Apparently feeling the urge to hurry things along, ground staff were already pushing the Final Call button when we appeared despite the absence of an aircraft, which turned up 10 minutes after we did. It was a decent example of how EasyJet can get it right when they try – the plane spent 28 minutes on stand between arrival and pushback – and both flights were full.


It was an unremarkable flight, but we got some wonderful views of the Scottish borders and Edinburgh as we approached our destination. Seen below is the Port of Leith.


We decided we’d take the tram to the city centre on what had turned into a beautiful evening – and it even ran quicker than usual! A quick change onto the number 33 on Princes Street had us home at 19:20 – a door-to-door travel time of just 12 hours (including a leisurely lunch and walk in Copenhagen).


Edinburgh to Haverdal

For a variety of reasons, we had booked to spend a week in Haverdal, a rural community north of Halmstad in western Sweden. This was done at short notice, but there were still good fares available a fortnight before departure for travel on EasyJet and we were able to redeem some Nectar points to take advantage of them. A 13:55 departure seems like a pleasant, middle-of-the-day flight but in reality I ended up feeling a little annoyed as we couldn’t really go to work but had to kick our heels during the morning.

In the end, we made a start from the house at about 10:30 and took the 14 to South Bridge. We then stopped in the Milkman for a good cup of coffee to kill a few more minutes, before popping round the corner to catch a 100 to the airport. I’ve already discussed the new buses to the airport,  but one feature I hadn’t noticed previously was the inclusion of live airport departure screens showing flight statuses, which I think is a good touch.

The upside of travelling in the middle of the day is that the airport bus is definitely not impeded in the way it is during the rush hour – we made good time out to the airport. Travelling with hand luggage only, we were able to pop straight upstairs and we were through security in under 5 minutes. While there were teething issues with the new security hall in Edinburgh, it really does seem to have found its rhythm. We headed for our usual hang-out, the No 1 Lounge only to be told it was full. Instead, we headed for the Aspire Lounge, which was so busy it felt like people were hovering waiting to take seats. We eventually found some nice seats by the window where we could watch the buses coming and going outside the terminal. Before long though, we headed for the gate and boarded. Departure was prompt and on-time, and we headed to the west, with a a good – if rainy – view of the three Forth bridges.

We arrived at Copenhagen Airport on time and made quick progress through the terminal. After buying a ticket to Halmstad (a source of frustration is that the Skånetrafiken vending machines won’t sell tickets to bus-only destinations in Halland), we took the first available train across the Öresund Bridge to Malmö. While border controls are no longer in force, the train still stops for an extended wait in Hyllie, which seems a little futile. Our stop at Malmö C gave us time to pick up some groceries and dinner, before we caught our onward train to Halmstad. We had a clear run up and despite picking up some delays in Skåne, we actually arrived in Halmstad on time, demonstrating that there is a fair bit of leeway in the timetable.


We easily made our 15 minute connection onto the 350 bus to take us to Haverdal. Fortunately, the buses have returned to the bus station (having been in exile on my last visit), making it easy to catch. The ticket sold to us was very cheap – I can only assume that the system calculates what we should have paid to buy a through ticket and charges the difference, but details about this online are scant. While the run to Haverdal drags a little, especially as the bus does a loop through Harplinge, it was quick enough. Living in Edinburgh, it is a novelty to be on buses doing 50mph on dark country roads.

While it felt like the journey dragged out, the door-to-door travel time was only a little over 9 hours. Even if we had driven at the Danish/Swedish end, we wouldn’t have cut much off that.


Last weekend we headed to Durham to celebrate a friend’s wedding. We travelled down on a Friday to ensure we weren’t rushed. My partner wanted to visit the Open Treasure exhibition at Durham Cathedral, which called for a departure earlier than mid-afternoon. I enjoy nothing more than a hot breakfast on the train while cantering through East Lothian and then down the coast, so we booked ourselves onto the 09:00 departure for King’s Cross in 1st class (£20.65 each with a railcard). Despite being rush hour, we had an unusually quick run into the city centre on the 33 giving us time to find fancy coffee before departure.

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We settled into two of my favourite seats, L27 & 29. Window/aisle, facing each other across a table, with the wider aisle in the middle of the carriage. And of course, on the sea view side of the carriage. We were well looked after by the crew, although breakfast took longer to make it to us than it often does. We were almost at Berwick by the time we got to eat – the vegetarian option was a bubble and cheesy squeak – seen here with an unadvertised poached egg. Very nice! On the whole, it was a smooth, uneventful journey just as they should be.

The one thing of note to happen was a kerfuffle regarding a party of nearby passengers visiting from South America who had no tickets. All they had was a printed confirmation of their itinerary from their travel agent (which stated they should collect their tickets at the station), but they managed to bluff their way into staying in 1st without valid travel documentation. Quite probably a genuine mistake on their part, but I can’t imagine a situation in which I would blindly ignore a one page confirmation in favour of a travel agent’s say so…

Durham was looking rather splendid over the weekend, and we spent plenty of time wandering back and forth along the Wear and poking around the narrow streets. Here are a few photographic highlights.

We quickly realised we had made a mistake in booking our return tickets for such a late time on Sunday afternoon and set about attempting to rebook. Virgin has changed how this worked, as well as their online booking system, causing no end of issues. In the end I coughed up for new tickets on the service we wanted and will sort out the refund due on the old tickets later. Pleasingly, the cost of the new tickets was still very reasonable in 1st, and my favourite seats were available with just 24 hours’ notice.

Late on Sunday morning we checked out of our accommodation and headed back up the hill to Durham station, where there’s always plenty to see. Just a few minutes before our own train, there was an alternative service to Edinburgh on Cross Country. However, we hung on for the 12:20 which arrived on time. We had a very pleasant run up to Edinburgh, with the early-September light providing some nice photos. Service on board was the usual weekend fare, all provided by one crew member, but it was friendly enough.

I shot some video upon arrival into Newcastle – quite easily one of my favourite station approaches in the UK.

Never tire of arriving by rail in this city. #newcastle #trains #north

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A footnote to our return journey. Frustratingly, our seats were occupied by someone else. I don’t like to cause a scene, so we duly shuffled off to sit somewhere else. As it happened, we ended up sat on top of the bogie at one end of the carriage – my first time in ages. I almost felt like I had whiplash by the end of the journey! What is the protocol in a sparsely populated carriage – is it okay to turf someone out of your (excellent) reserved seats?

Edinburgh to the East Neuk

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While my visit to Aberdeen had been in the pipeline for some time, a visit to the East Neuk of Fife for a couple of days came as a most unexpected surprise. Unsure of my own plans or energy levels after my trip to the north east, I had not made any arrangements but knew that I needed to join my companions – already insitu – during the course of a Saturday. This left me with the rare situation of deciding on the spur of the moment when to set off and how to travel. Sipping my cup of tea and checking train times, I noted that if I made it onto the 09:30 Scotrail service for Aberdeen, it would get me to Leuchars in a mere 53 minutes – 12 minutes quicker than most services. The time when I established this was 08:50. I decided to give it a go and threw the bits and pieces I needed into a bag while summoning a taxi using Gett(I may review Gett separately on a later occasion, but it’s a useful app in Edinburgh and London.) My car appeared within a few minutes and ferried me down to Waverley station quickly enough that I had time to buy my ticket and find a cup of coffee.

One of the more pleasant sides to spontaneous travel, especially a little closer to home, are the chance encounters. Looking for a good seat in the leading carriage, I ran into an old colleague which provided me with an hour of decent conversation and catching up en route to Fife. It was turning into a lovely looking morning, and the views from across the Forth Bridge, and along the south Fife coast were absolutely stunning. See below for a couple of examples.

Despite the train being stuffed with reservation labels, the passenger load was not all that bad. Presumably, a lot of people make reservations on their flexible tickets and then travel at other times. The reason for the speed of the Aberdeen services – and a plus for the eager traveller hoping to keep a table to themselves – is that upon departure from Haymarket the service runs non-stop to Leuchars. This meant that it didn’t feel like long at all until I was alighting round the corner from the old airbase and waving my train goodbye.

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I popped outside the station to catch the 99 to St Andrews, which was full but made a swift run, getting us to the bus station in around ten minutes. This is cash fare territory, and I was able to buy a through ticket to Crail and get change! The bus station was looking fresher than I remember it, but I suppose it merits investment as one of the smallest but busiest bus stations I’ve ever been to. When passing through last weekend, a real, playable piano had been provided for passengers’ entertainment. I didn’t have time to horrify passersby though, as my 95 – destined for Leven via the East Neuk – turned up shortly after I arrived. I hopped on and secured a good seat upstairs on the left hand side to ensure the best views.

The 95 is probably one of my favourite bus routes in Britain. The run from St Andrews as far as Anstruther is fantastically picturesque with some lovely rolling countryside and the blue ribbon of the North Sea always found on the left. The below is just one example of the view along the way, near to Kingsbarns. While it’s a good road to drive in any vehicle, doing it on the upper deck of a double decker gives you a far superior view – and I would recommend it to anyone on a fine day.

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About 25 minutes later I was in Crail, and two minutes’ stroll had me at my final destination. 2.5 hours door-to-door from suburban Edinburgh to the outer extremity of rural Fife using public transport is not bad at all, and the journey – segmented as it was – passed by very nicely. For what it’s worth, the area is well worth visiting too – the below photo is taken at the beach in Kingsbarns.

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