North Beach Hotel
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... said) and is currently on the Turnberry course in no rain and even a patchy blue sky. (For those who must know, Bandon Dunes in March still ranks first.)
But it's back to Spain later today! We'll fly into Barcelona, pick up our leased car for the year and head home (with a quick beach stop in Sitges and a possible glimpse at the Vuelta (like the Tour de France but the bike race of Spain.)
I'll post some first day of school photos and photos of our place next week!
... on Tuesday. It is either somewhere in the house, thrown in the bin or in amongst Lynn's work stuff and handed back to her boss. We finally left at 10.40 and not that happy that we did not get off to a good start. We will have another thorough look in our cases when we get to our hotel in Swindon. Lynn will text Donna later to ask our neighbour not to take our bins out on Monday. It must ...
... was quick. I showed my documents and breezed through. My bags came through without a problem. We had a bus take us to the hotel. I was a bit tired after I unpacked my bags. I think the jet lag was finally starting to creep in and my body was saying it was only 2 or 3 am even though it was 8 am. I took only a short nap to avoid not being to sleep the next night. Well that's pretty much travel day in a nutshell!
... at all, just the old buildings and asphalt. Unfortunately the school gates were padlocked shut, not sure if it's because it was a weekend or perhaps the school is no longer operating. We then walked around to where he used to live, but the actual building had been pulled down several years before, and a more recent one erected, although Bob's grandparent's house just across the road was still there. We then took the underground to Buchanan Street Station, and ...
... for a little while. A bottle of whiskey, brandy & rum think that should do us fine for now.
Got in to Glasgow around 10 thirty ish to pick up our fast tickets to Newcastle from Central station then walk up to Queen street to get our train. All went rather smoothly other than the old man complaining about lack of street signs (that were everywhere) the long walks (which were labelled on the signs in distance). We grabbed a couple of cheeky bevvies ...