There were a lot of tourists in Grasmere Village, and it was a rather lively tourist spot. After entering the village, I couldn't find the way to the youth hostel I was heading for. I only had a simple map here. After walking around for a while, I found the name of the street that was in the guidebook. From there, I took a path through the mountains.
The building of ButterlipHow YouthHostel has the brilliant rockwork which accumulated the slate board like Coniston YH. Furthermore, the whole building was the greatly elaborate structure. A receptionist was finished and nobody was still in the room to the second floor. A dining-room had a large very bright glass window. There was a cricket game in the yard of grass. Although a ball was thrown like baseball and it was struck, the pitcher turned the hand by rotation contrary to a softball, and had released the ball in the high position. The face of a bat was flat.
Leaving the Youth Hostel, I grabbed my writing implements and sketch paper and went to see Lake Grasmere. I walked along the road where cars were passing, but there were fences and buildings all along the north shore of the lake, so I couldn't get close to the lake. I couldn't find anywhere that I wanted to draw. On the way back, I found a shop called Sam Read Bookseller, which sold not only books but also souvenirs. I found a can of peppermint candy here and bought it. This can is an important companion for me, as I have always used it to hold chalk.
Dinner was available from the menu. Brased Steak was stewed beef, not steak. I ate too much delicious dinner. I even had ice cream for dessert. The dining room has a wide table and is bright, so I can take my time finishing my postcard. As usual, I put my pencils and pens on the desk, sat cross-legged on a chair, and finished writing my postcard.
After the meal, I walked around looking for somewhere I could sketch. This youth hostel YH building is also wonderfully constructed with stone. But it would take too much time to sketch the entire complex building. Instead, I started to sketch just the stonework next to the kitchen, trying to copy the shapes of the stones as accurately as possible. I worked hard on my sketch while drinking a Coke near the entrance. There was nowhere to sit, so I was standing. After a while, an old lady passing by came to take a look at my sketch. She told me that she had been talking about me in the dining room. I didn't hear her exactly, but it seemed like she had seen me at the previous youth hostel YH.
I had a good dinner and tried to go to bed early, but I had eaten too much tonight and my stomach was heavy, so I couldn't fall asleep easily.
