The walk from Appleton Gate to the platform is a treat. You walk under the historic canopy. You pass the little coffee cart (please, get a coffee cart). The acoustics are brilliant. You can hear your own footsteps echoing with purpose.
You feel like a Victorian traveler, but you’re just holding a phone charger and a Pret sandwich. It’s a good feeling. Own it. Watch your step, though. The station floor gets slippery when it’s wet. I’ve seen a man spill his entire coffee. It was a tragedy.
The Final Verdict (Over Your Shoulder)
So, is Newark Northgate’s National Car Parks on Appleton Gate a five-star destination? No, mate. It’s a car park. But is it a good enough car park? Absolutely.
It’s safe, it’s close, and it serves its purpose. It gets you from your car to the train without too much drama. That’s all you can ask for in a modern relationship with public transport, right?
Next time you’re circling that roundabout, give it a little nod. You’re part of a club now. The club of people who successfully navigated Appleton Gate and lived to tell the tale. High five.
