No boys for this one as we wouldn’t get home until 2am at least. I was lucky enough to be able to get down there early, so I had some time to waste before the game.
I parked in the city centre, at the Chantry pay & display. I’d seen this mentioned online by someone who said they avoided post-match traffic by parking here. Other comments mentioned parking ‘uphill’ for a quicker getaway. I thought Norwich was flat, but it’s not. Anyway, everyone was right.
Right next to the car park is Chantry Place shopping centre. It’s got a number of major chain restaurants which would be good options, especially if you want to feed your people straightaway. After 4+ hours in the car and a couple of coffees, it’s a useful toilet stop.
I didn’t know where I was going, so I just walked. Old buildings and history around every corner. Stunning. I made a detour to make sure I went past the cathedral. Then headed towards Carrow Road. The route from town takes you near the Castle, which is an added bonus.
I stopped at The Woolpack Inn on Golden Ball Street. Decent beers, a mixed football crowd, and Champions League on a screen outside (there’s a covered area outside, too).
I still hadn’t eaten, so I decided to eat at the ground.
I headed along Ber Street, planning to go over Carrow Bridge. But I saw Norwich fans heading downhill to the left, and just followed them; to Rouen Road and then over the Novi Sad Friendship Bridge. From there, we turned right and within a couple of minutes, we were at the stadium.
It took about 15 minutes from the pub.
At the first burger stand, I asked someone who was tucking into a burger, if it was any good. He said "it’s a stadium burger, what do you expect?"
I kept walking.
Next was a food van selling burgers, hot dogs and Philly Cheese Steak. I asked a Norwich fan if it was any good, and he said it was great. I joined the queue.
By the time my number was called out, I only had time to walk and eat. I asked a steward where the away entrance was and he said "all the way up there", while pointing the way I was headed.
I walked. And ate. Walked. And ate. Went past the fan zone, which I’d try next time (I didn’t know away fans were allowed in). Kept walking.
Turned a corner and saw the bloody Philly Cheese Steak van again. I’d walked all the way around. So, I started the walk again, this time looking more carefully.
I finally asked a policeman where the away end was. "It’s here".
Of course, a police presence is a fairly big clue to where an away end might be. But there is no signage that has the word visiting or away. My ticket said Enter Via Away Turnstiles.
After the game, it was uphill all the way back to the car. But, as the Redditors had said, I was out of Norwich without hitting much post-match traffic.