The Hounddog Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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The adventures never stop, our last day in Madagascar we decided to give it one last shot and try to see a whale shark. How could we leave Madagascar knowing this is the prime time to see the biggest fish in the ocean, and not have the chance to see it. So we booked a dive. In our surface interval we searched around for whale sharks. Finally we spotted some, you could see the birds flying over one area and the tuna jumping from the water. So they stopped the boat ...
. . . . well actually we never did get a ferry across the Mersey. We used the train instead to reach The Wirral and the town of New Brighton having travelled from Derby via Crewe and Liverpool Lime Street.
Coming to Liverpool was part of a birthday weekend for Mrs H and stopping in New Brighton was a little different to staying in the city itself. The town promises a long promenade to wander along giving expansive views across to ...
... exhibition on the music of the 60s and the so-called British Invasion. We enjoyed our visit to both sites that brought back many memories from the 1960s.
We visited the Liverpool Maritime Museum that has several very interesting displays - one on the sinking of the Lusitania and the other on the sinking of the Titanic. Other displays concentrated on the work of the Border Patrols (Customs) and immigration from the early 1900’s from the United ...
... a point with only minutes remaining. The post game transport options were crowded and lacking so I decided to try and walk off the beers, curry wurst and chips so I made the 5km walk back into town. After a few more beers with my Egyptian roommates (not sure if they were being naughty Muslims or were Christian Egyptians????) it was time for bed after ticking off yet another items of my life ...
Yesterday picked up a car from from Manchester airport. The countryside is different, the accents on the plane different. Although they speak my language and drive on the right...oops, same side of the road, this is not home. I was not born here, I married one of them, which is why I am headed to Blackpool. I have been writing to Aunt Joyce since I was 19 years ...