3rd June. Canterbury

I bussed into Canterbury, again as it was market day. The farmers market was good, and a permanent fixture. My neighbour at the campsite is a Spanish guy, who's been walking through Kent. He visited the Farmers Market and came away with a job as a chef at the cafe there. So he was looking for a room to rent.
I packed up during the evening and slept in the Micra in the car park, for an early departure.