Lisdoonie Hotel Barrow-in-Furness

... whole family was completely amazing, I really wish I could spend more time with them, I hopefully will find the opportunity to in this life. <br> Janet and Kerry didn't mind taking me around to the Transport Museum (which was absolutely mind-blowingly interesting!! Pics are on Facebook if you havn't yet peeked!), as well as the Kelvingrove Museum and Art Gallery.. which was packed with natural and modern history of Scotland and the world.. as well as some of ...

This is the first time Iv used anything like this before. I found out about it through my friend Jordan who writes a comedy sketch of a blog of his travels and I felt inspired to follow in his footsteps. Bare with me,my first blog wont be too interesting as Im just getting the hang of it. Its been a bit of a busy afternoon for me. I've started to get ...

... no plastic trousers, so heading up high where there was stiff wind was a non-starter. We planned a walk around Lingmoor Fell, pausing at Elterwater for a break about half way. This, on a good day, would take around four or five hours. <br><br>I put the key in an obvious place, where the first people back could find it, and we set off up the track. It was gravel and rock underfoot, and should have been nice walking. The layer of water over the top, however ...

The rain came down in sheets. There were gusts of wind that blew clouds of water across the motorway. The night was pitch black and spray from the road surface obscured the tail-lights of the cars infront. Many cars had their fog lights on to try to cut through the storm. <br><br>The rain beat continuously on the windscreen. I started to wonder how many thudding drops glass needs before it starts to ...

We are sitting with a huge pile of travel guides, maps, notebooks, post it notes and general accumulated info in front of us wondering where to start!<br><br>The itinery is almost sorted out in terms of countries and cities. We've got the MASTA health brief and the FCO no go areas. We think we've got Visa requirments in hand and the boring (but necessary ...

... rely on your team members to watch ur back- this is not like danny and rafe from Pearl Harbour!!!) and some sneaky Cheat Team member got me on the arm, so i got up to get out... and as i was walking out, arms up signifying my defeat, they shot me again within 10 metres!!!!!!!! WAAAAAY too close!! the pain was terrible, corked my muscle so bad I had to sit down for half an hour! The bruise is cool to look at though, rainbow-like with greens, yellows, browns ...

... leading us to setting up the game on the floor. This was also a rather funny endeavor and led to a new rule of if you can bounce it off the legs of the person on the opposite side and get it into a cup it counts as double the cups.<br><br>Ah now for the main event, the College Black Tie Social. This is a yearly event a venue on the Irish sea that more or less looks like it is straight out of the movie the wedding singer. This event also involves a formal dinner (that even ...

... shot. I took the picture anyway. We voyaged back to Ambleside on the Teal, a larger boat. We ate our picnic on board, only just finishing as the boat was being tied up. <br>It was gone two o'clock and the drive back stretched in front of me like a bad smell. Surely it couldn't be any worse than the drive up? Actually, it came close. Roadworks pushed us off the motorway at Lancaster, where we circumnavigated ...

... zag path back down towards Coppermine's Cottage, 600m below. The walking was loose stones and scree and ******* the knees. We were tired and stopped often to investigate things like the ruined miner's cottages and disused entrance to the copper mines. Donny had an emergency Twix, courtesy of Roland, as the emergency penguin had worn off.<br><br>Finally, to cut merely a half mile off the journey, we squelched down across the bracken ...

... in the first three hours. We stopped for something to eat before slogging onwards. It was 9.30 when we finally arrived at Coppermine's Cottage, a whole six hours after we'd started off. It was dark and the cottage was empty. <br><br>The key was nowhere to be found and I couldn't face driving back down a very long, steep, rickety track with a sheer drop on one side, to look for the rest of the Bewdley ...