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- Refrigerator in room
- Breakfast Available
- Non-smoking hotel
- Free parking
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... Botanical Gardens and the nearby Sheffield General Cemetery. Avery was pumped for the cemetery because she studies mortuary archaeology. It has actually been closed since the 70's and is quite overgrown with headstones knocked over and such, but made for an interesting experience. The British apparently don't like to think about death much and tend to put cemeteries on the outskirts of town. Later that weekend, we happened across a cultural fest and grabbed some authentic dutch ...
... feeling going to somewhere that you can't really imagine! I've looked at pictures for months of Vietnam and can't believe we will be there this time tomorrow! First stop is Ho Chi Minh city (formerly Saigon) which by all accounts sounds mental! I'm a bit concerned I may get run over crossing the road! There are even tips online of the best way ...
... thinking and doing and hoping for...and fearing... The ruined abbey is there as a result of the beloved king I keep hearing about all over England and Scotland - Henry VIII and his order to demolish abbeys - we can only imagine the impact of the demolition of a whole lifestyle for so many people right here in York. I headed to the museum for some education, contributed to the donation box as usual and, as I walked through the entry, ...
... Every step is either going up or down, there's no level ground to be had. Worse still, most steps try to go up and down at the same time! Walking on rocky paths or in deep bogs, even on rough slab tracks which have half sunk or disappeared entirely under water, the foot's challenge is to not snap under conflicting pressures, but to find balance and support to take the bodies load and provide purchase for the next step. We often say we are doing this ...
Sometimes I sit and wonder whether it's a good time to write about things. An unnatural fear that what I’m about to write is going to be absolute drivel.
I’m sat on a mattress in the empty hovel that used to be our flat overlooking the canal in Leeds, Which now feels much more akin to the Trainspotting den that Renton locked himself in to go Cold Turkey. I have a tv and lots of ******* alcohol, a bin to vomit in and an I-pod ...