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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Fitness/Health center
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Got home at 0530am and woke up Chown and Chemma with our gifts from Blackpool! Slept most the day and then had a lovely eggs Bene in a town called Lytham. Chown had to head to Glasgow for work so girls night on the couch with pizza and pasta and a good ...
Gemma and Chown headed off to a wedding leaving Knaps and I to venture into what can only be described as hell on earth, Blackpool. Imagine a town of Chavs but with all the other Chavs in the country coming in as well, for hens and bucks parties and just to get hammered. We drank for 15 hours it was fun. Met up with Caitlin smith from Mercure Sydney days and then with Nicky and Ashleigh some of Knaps mates I'd met in Singapore. Was a right laugh of people watching and bad 80's ...
... council housed and violent) Sarah 'it could be worse, u could be stuck in the car with U' Bear Jade ' my jeans are cutting off my circulation' Sarah ' wrap them around your neck' Knaps fell asleep with mouth wide open so Gemma is now gridding bear sleeping. She has also gridded grids Sarah 'maybe we were in the fatal car accident and this is ...
We stayed with Robert’s Mum for the rest of the week which was mostly spent socialising with family and friends – lots of eating and drinking! We caught up with another of Margaret’s friends from primary school days, Angela and her husband Eric. Other than that, we did some shopping and went for walks. So, it was a quiet week with little sightseeing since we know the area so well, ...
... while the kids were buckling up and managed to strip and change completely whilst sitting in the driver's seat, shielded only by steamed up windows and an encrusting of salty spray. The yogic twisting and wriggling into clean stuff was worth it though. At least I wouldn't now have to turn up at Romy's house smelling of vomit and urine. Maybe I should write the kama sutra of dressing in public in a small space. Superman's phone box had nothing on this.