The Waterfront Hotel
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... I had noticed the sign on the entrance to the Birdoswald office saying 'Low roof, watch your head', Jim had not. He knew he had hit it but had not realised that he was covered in blood. It had not been a good day.
I had left a message with the nearest recommended repairer and we sat on the campsite awaiting a call. It was a couple of hours later that I realised my phone did not have a signal on the site. We called on Skype but they were closed. I sent pictures and ...
quite disappointingly, with rain. Quite miserable in fact. A change of plans
I drove from
Portpatrick, north into the town of Stranraer, a terminal for ferries to
Belfast. The Stranraer Museum is housed in the historic Old Town Hall, built in
1776. A small but fascinating display of the shire’s past, including one of Scotland’s
oldest ploughs, a look at Stranraer’s Polar explorers, ...
... which was lucky as we had slept in it meant less daylight for walking, we made excellent time. We walked through pines, farms, roads and over rivers. The weather was kind to us, providing some sunshine at times and light winds compared to yesterday. The ground was becoming quite boggy but wasn't too bad. We camped in a small patch of pines just next to a river off the road. Was a really nice night so we sat outside as long as we could cooking up a feast and drinking hot drinks ...
... route to Antwerp where we have been told we should be ready to board the Grande Benin on or about 9th August. We will post something again from Antwerp and then there will be silence for about 4 weeks as we sail to Montevideo, as we will not have internet access while on board ship. The purpose of this post is really just to get us started on blogging, and to let you know how to access these posts.
... coaches loaded up guests and carried us back to our respective accommodations. The only less than stellar moment of the night for me was when a drunken young guest who appeared to be well connected chose to sit down in the empty seat beside me as the coach was getting ready to depart ,and proceeded to fill me in on just how 'special’ he was, being in med school and all. Well maybe in his not so ...