The Beatles travel to Bangor
On August 25th 1967, the Beatles travelled to Bangor, Wales to hear more lectures on transcendental meditation from Maharishi Mahesh Yogi.
The band met the spiritual Yogi the previous day when they attended one of his talks at the Hilton in London. On this day they followed him to Bangor via train, for a 10 day conference on meditation; staying in college dormitories at Bangor University.
Maharishi's first lecture was attended by over 300 people and afterwards the Beatles held a press conference renouncing the use of drugs. His philosophy had a big impact on the band and they would later travel to India in February of 1968 to learn more about meditation.
"It was a bit funny going to those camps because it was like going back to school. Just the nature of it meant staying in a classroom and we'd been used to our nice comfortable homes or hotels so to be staying in an old school on a camp bed was a little bit disconcerting. Then trying to learn to meditate. It's not that easy, you don't just pick it up like that, it's an effort and you've got to be involved, so it was like going back to school. And of course the food was all canteen food. But we were interested enough to learn the system, which we did." - Paul McCartney
Leaving Cynthia behind
That morning, as John and Cynthia Lennon pulled up at the train station to travel to Bangor, John quickly made a dash for the platform as they were running late and the train was due to leave in five minutes. He left Cynthia to carry their bags and try keep up. But by the time she got there she was held back by police, who were unaware who she was. Seeing her, John shouted from the window of the train, telling her to get on; but it was too late and Cynthia was left standing there holding their bags as the train sped off. This moment in time was symbolic for Cynthia as to the state of her marriage to John Lennon and its uncertain future.
"It was a bright, sunny morning when we set off. I was ready early, but Pattie, George, and Ringo were coming in our car, and were late. By the time Anthony drew up at the station entrance we were cutting it fine and had five minutes to catch the train. John leapt out of the car with the others and ran for the platform - leaving me to follow with our bags. It was the result of years in which he'd taken it for granted that others would see to all the details. I followed him as fast as I could. The station was mayhem, with fans, reporters, police and passengers all milling around. I struggled to push my way through, but when I got to the platform my way was barred by a huge policeman who, unaware that I was with the Beatles party, said, 'Sorry, love, too late, the train's going,' and pushed me aside.
I shouted for someone to help. John poked his head out of the train window, saw what was happening and yelled, 'Tell him you're with us! Tell him to let you on.'
It was too late. The train was already pulling away from the platform and I was left standing with our bags, tears pouring down my cheeks. It was horribly embarrassing. Reporters were crowding around me, flashbulbs were popping and I felt a complete fool. Peter Brown, Brian's assistant, had come to see us off: he put his arm around me and said he'd take me to Bangor by car. 'We'll probably get there before the train,' he assured me, anxious to cheer me up.
But what neither he nor anyone else knew was that my tears were not simply about the missed train. I was crying because the incident seemed symbolic of what was happening to my marriage. John was on the train, speeding into the future, and I was left behind." - Cynthia Lennon