Marriott Newcastle Gosforth Park Newcastle upon Tyne

... guitar that strums like a six year old sawing enthusiasticaly away on their first violin lesson, I am meant to return a musical genius, a self-taught prodigy, star of every future camping trip. Like thats ever going to happen...no doubt if the green haze I envelop myself in in the coming months ever lapses enough for an outburst of creativity I will indeed believe myself to be the next Bob Dylan but in fact be revelling in a delusion greater than that of Lister's ...

... darned good. So it was worth it :)<br> We clambered back down and it was super narrow going down. We stopped for a drink at the $1 pound store where you could get 2 Pepsi Max 500ml drinks for $1. We then headed back to the bus where we hopped on bang on time and off we went.<br> We drove a couple of hours to get to Newcastle, I had a doze with my headphones on and Dan just chilled. We stayed at the Jury's Inn and reached it by 3.30pm ...

One of the reasons we wanted to stay in York was so we could go to Durham and Lincoln. So after doing our laundry (more about that later) we got on the train 2 stops back up the line to the ancient cathedral town of Durham. When I went there in &#8217;75, my mother asked me to find the Venerable Bede when I went to Durham. I was young and silly and didn&#8217;t want to admit that I didn&#8217;t know who he was. Now I do and love him so. He was around Durham before the ...

Well I wasn't really going to write anything here since this was strictly work-type stuff - I was in Newcastle for the International Sports Science and Sports Medicine Conference (which was brilliant by the way) - but seriously, this place was nothing short of fantastic, I can't believe I've never been here before.<br><br>Loved it - for future reference: must return to Newcastle!<br>

... was broken. Boy Scout Brian didn't have a spare one of these unfortunately. He worked to true up the wheel and it looked like it might hold. <br><br>We tried to negotiate our maps, but they were soaked through and resembled limp lettuce leaves more than paper. Here we were in the middle of the Pennines, hours and hours away from anything resembling a town of significant enough size to have a bike shop. <br><br>Trying to decrease the ...

... were much steeper and I couldn&#8217;t make it up all the way without stopping. Struggling up a hill, the finally cresting just in time to see another rise. Upon cresting that - another rise with no falls in between! I found myself searching the landscape around to see where on earth another rise could possibly be coming from as there were no more hills evident! In Scotland, roads ...

... a long stretch of Hadrian&#8217;s wall to observe it all from. <br><br>We took a few Gopeds along with us, since they conveniently fit in the Helicopter&#8217;s storage bin. A Goped is essentially a scooter with a motor on it. This was a fun way to play around since we were out farm country with wide open spaces and little traffic.<br><br>We ate lunch in the little village of Haydon Bridge. That evening we flew back to the yacht now in Whitby Harbour.

So a monumental **** up. We got our tickets and they had the date as two days later. We get to Newcastle, and sort it out. We have to change the tickets, the first one is tomorrow at 6 in the afternoon to Bristol. We find a backpackers not far from the station. and walk around. We don't do much in Newcastle but catch up on sleep, walk about and do nothing. It snowed later on in the night. It was faint, but I headed out and checked it out. First time in England that I see snow.

Ok I have already written this entry once but I have finally decided to write it again and this time I hopefully won't delete it. Now where was I... I was at home, playing around on Paul's mind boggling expensive computer when the power went out. I was so terrified that I'd blown the hard drive or a fuse or something that I actually went round and cleaned the house. Even considered cooking Paul dinner so i could butter him up before giving him the bad news. Thankfully he came home ...

... through Edinburgh just appeals to that side of me that demands that certain stereotypes be met. <br><br>After the parade, we headed over to the only tourist attraction we hadn't seen in Edinburgh in our previous visits: Holyroodhouse Palace. In general, I haven't been too impressed with royal residences. Yes, they are beautifully decorated, and they have art treasures that most museums in the world would kill for. But, all of them have a really weird quality to them. I ...