The Bear Hotel
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Our adventure begins with a very traffic-free drive down the M4 to Heathrow. After lots of chatting and swapping of sweets I realised that I had left something very important behind, on a chair in Whitchurch Primary School's staffroom. I had been very organised, surprising myself with my precision and attention to detail by arranging every ticket, ...
... just because they could.
The Butes were hilariously extravagant as only rich Victorians can be, google them if ever you are in need of a high society giggle. Amongst other things, they built a house with the sole purpose of hurting the eyes. Gold plating, mosaics, woodcarving, peacock wallpaper, the works. It was an attack of the senses, but even so, if you shut out the rest and only looked at the details, they were quite beautiful. My favourites were ...
... of the 9th and 10th Doctor's Tardis, complete with scorch marks.
And yes, Alexis tried to hug more Daleks. And then insisted on certain pictures to be taken. We're very p
In comparison, the gift shop was an absolute dissapointment. So we moved on to Cardiff itself, first for a walk around Mermaid Quay. Arne wondered if we could find the entrance to Torchwood, so we tried a likely looking staircase. You can't really see the ...
Got off the ferry at 6:45 to a beautiful morning.
Hardly any cars on the motorway.
Then we breezed through Salisbury – green lights all the way.
We stopped at the Little Chef at Warminster for breakfast and meandered home enjoying the quiet Sunday morning roads and the glorious weather.
It was one of the best motorcycle trips of the holiday and I could have just kept on going. ...
For some soundtrack for this entry, have a listen to this song by Welsh band The School. I bought their CD from Spillers Records, the oldest continuously operating record store in the world, though at different locations in the city.
They're kind of like Best Coast, if ...