My Canterbury Tale began with excursions through the colorful medieval streets at dusk, the cathedral lights luminous and orienting like a north star above the city walls. Venturing beyond the flint fortifications to explore the gardens and cobblestoned streets leading to theaters and art galleries. Fish and chips topped off with pints at the Bishop's Finger and the old Buttermarket, and ending the story with a punting trip along the River Stour.

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