Visiting Bristol, England/Carlos Pueblo

Visiting Bristol, England/Carlos Pueblo

Bristol is located on the southwest of England, a lovely city rich in

history. I was recommended by a local guest at Manchester hostel

kitchen and sanctioned by Pei-ven at Birmingham to make such visit.

I came to hostel through a river bank to the Castle Park and got lost

at the hilly alley nearby. On the second day, I marched to the City Center

to visit significant view of the city; then on the third day, Sheila took me

to the famous Clifton Suspension Bridge; on the fourth day, I accompanied

Dorien to register to her physician and to visit the city Library.

A gentleman advised me take the river bank to the Castle Park due to the

new construction on main streets. The river bank is called the floating

harbor, one of the two rivers concurrent at the city and the other is the

River Avon. It was very busy traffic during the wind sails time of Europe

to the rest of the world. The ocean liners could follow the rivers to the

city. Captain Cabot and his colleges had shipped more than half a million

slaves from here to America. I reached to the Castle Park, a small park still

preserved the original Castle of a lower rank of Royalty and a lovely park

with an extension of castle wall to the streets where I got lost. My hostel

is on the corner of a church called St. John on the Wall, there is actually a

wall on a side of the church. There is a Palestine Museum caught my eyes.

Several Chinese restaurants and grocery stores are located near the hostel.

I marched to the City Center on the next morning through the Old City, a

very well maintained city square with several erected persons of distinguish.

I saw my first view of plaque of memorial of local to the Burma Conflict

1941-1945. It has reminded me many things of the historical study of myself

about that conflict involving the British, American, and Chinese forces versus

the Japanese Imperial Army. Japanese was one against three at that time.

Then, I came to the floating harbor again and visited the beautiful College

Green surrounded by the beautiful Bristol Cathedral, Central Library, the

City Hall, the University of Bristol Tower, and the Bristol Museum & Art

Gallery.

It was raining, yet my march went on. I reached the top of the Cabot Tower on

the Brandon Hill. It is a huge park with green everywhere. Captain Cabot was

the famous British slave trade figure. I am going to travel to the Caribbean

again very soon and I’ll have an additional knowledge of the previous slave

trade history. The figure of Bristol only was 500,000 plus.