Shannon Hotel Luton

... money lenders in the 13th century. Even the king owed them money! Although he chose to torture them and make them confess to treason, punishable by death instead of pay up. The final Knight, Jacques De Moray is said to have pre-empted the death of both the King and the Pope, who condemmed him to his death

*King Henry the 4th was known as Good King Henry - Assasinations were attempted against him 24 times! Statues of royalty in Europe on a ...

... Ingerland.
Great time there for the second time. Richie tried to get me drunk again.....and...he did not failed.!!
But......................3 hours later we had to leave Clophill and not make a fool of ourselves again after the Boat-Disaster.....
That´s what they mean with ..DOUBLE-DUTCH...
Miss the connection twice a day..!

Anyway...Paul...good friend of R&R and the Stone Jug..gave us a lift to Terminal 5.
When he showed ...

... a 5 minute walk from my house. During the middle ages, the lawyers were some of the only people who could read and write. Therefore, they wrote into the law that the Temple Bar area was it's own independent city and has remained so to this day. Lots of lawyers live and study there. There's also lots of fancy looking cars around. One other thing in Temple Bar is one of the original churches of ...

... s. It was huge but 3 of its 6 floor's was full of Little kiddys Toys. Kaspar says ... I have been bedridden for yesterday and by the looks of it, today as well. I am really sad because we cant do anything. we even had to cancel the trip to oxford. :( on friday we are going on the london eye. it will be fun. we will be leaving to france on sunday. hopefully i will be better by the time of ...

... the carriage writes about you in some or other obscure travel blog thing. We stayed with Elni's parents in Soho, and I recalled that I had heard somewhere that this was quite a trendy place. Even the name sounds like it has a devil-may-care attitude, doesn't it? So, for me, it became much more interesting than it probably was. Every huddled café became a casual meeting place for artists and people with ...

... hours (sat next to a really ill woman aswell by the way - what is it with us and ill people??? She did manage to wangle a wheelchair off the plane though - must try that in future). Arrived in Sydney at about 7.30pm. Shuttle straight to the hostel (no taxis and hotels for us anymore - we're backpackers you know!!), although we did treat ourselves to a private room for the first 2 nights in order to get some well earned rest!

Hey guys, just at home, had a **** sleep kept waking up in the middle of the night and just kept thinking oh my god! So i'm waiting at home now and leaving in 2 hrs to go to the airport, had lots of phone calls and text messages from people saying bye and gd luck. Just had to say bye to Sarpreet so that was very upsetting, but its not like i'm never coming back is it now! Any way guys, hope you enjoy my blogs while i'm away, home they won't be too boring! Be in touch soon! Keilna

... splendour. ................................ Time to go and rest my weary bones. I slip beneath the surface once again to board a train home but not until I thoroughly examine what must be the most elaborate ...

This past weekend I met my brother Benji in London. He was there for a few days for work. The weekend also happened to be my birthday, so we decided to get together to celebrate. Sadly, Mike could not come as he had a prearranged work trip to Chicago. I arrived in London on Friday and met Benji at the hotel. That afternoon we went to the Imperial War museum. This an amazing museum covers the wars of the last ...

... t packed anything other than the gas bottle 'bits') and I mean gas gas, not gasolene. Turns out that there had been a slight confusion (call it translation error) and that R&J had bought Meths for everyone! Lucky that we out at that point, and not sat in a wood somewhere with a bag of dried beans to cook! Anyway, it was broadly decided that it would be OK, and that we would be able to get gas in Stockholm before we caught our train ...