Inn Town Bed And Breakfast At The Spencer House
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Travel Blogs from Lowell
... until 1am listening to the history of the house, investigations, paranormal activity, and using a Ouija board in the basement by candlelight. Epic evening.
... some schools and another daycare....one school wasn't quite prepared for us, so the office told us we could stand in the hallway and entertain the kids as some went to lunch and others went to their buses. It would have been a decent visit, but we had a young teacher who, upon hearing that we were from a circus and GASP! our circus has animals, spent the rest of our time there regurgitating propaganda she'd been fed by ...
... and went in. I had no idea which seat I would be in, so I was thinking “Please oh please not a middle seat.” I arrived straight to my middle seat (haha). It was not a middle seat that I hated though. It was on the front row so we had no seats in front of us, only the tv, which meant we had room to stretch our legs and it was VERY spacious compared to the other seats. I sat beside a woman who did not speak my language and a man that was in his 50's and he ...
I just got to my terminal! Im taking Austrian airlines, which is cool because ive only ever taken LOT abroad (haha the people here look just like polish people though). Im super excited but cant believe that Ill actually be in Greece in a couple of hours. I downloaded a book about macarons to keep me occupied on the plane (on my new tablet!! Which btw ive fallen in love with!! Its super small and light, which makes ...
... that point it had reached 40°C so
we were pleased to get in an air-conditioned minibus for the trip back
to the campground.
Tuesday, May 24
goodbye to Roger and Rita, they were travelling south to go on a desert
safari with an Englishman we met at the campsite.
the meantime headed towards Beni Mellal, but not by the main road, oh
no! We had to find the most obscure little road that existed, half a