The Green Man Hotel
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Well they weren't kidding we were getting psycho weather today! Back to torrential rain and thunder lol! We decided to have another cooked breakie before heading to the museums and battled the weather up the hill. Odie offered us another umbrella, which was a lifesaver...sharing 1 big umbrella is hard between the 2 of us. After breakfast we changed our mind and decided to try out a mall which wasn't too far. We had ...
... who arrived in London in 1847. His ice cream venture was not an immediate success. Gatti then hit on the idea of selling Penny Ices served on small glass “licking plates” (the description of which I’ll leave to your imagination). These plates became a health hazard so Gatti solved this problem by serving his Penny Ices in waffle shells. This caused a sensation - it was the first time that ...
... hoardes of people as it was very interesting and informative. The skeletons are amazing, for one dinosaur they only had the arms and talons, which was scary enough, it must have been absolutely huge, you wouldn't want to meet it in a dark alley!
The museum building itself is beautiful, it was built in 1881 and has recently undergone a bit of expansion with the building of the Charles Darwin centre, which wasn't there the last time I visited. It houses the museum's ...
... I departed alone. This was something I wanted and, indeed, insisted on. Sure I would meet and travel with people along the way. And, as it turned out, family and friends would take the opportunity to holiday in various corners of the continent with their very own personal ‘tour guide’ leading the way. But this was to be my adventure, my journey, my self that did it.
I decided to undertake this journey at a very specific moment in ...
... really is a step closer to Europe than the rest of the continent at the top of which it perches.
Boarding the very modern bus, Roger noticed – very observant is Roger – two discreetly armed plain-clothed men sitting a few rows in front of us. We exchanged theories in a quiet, yet excitable hush. Was this an armed escort? There to protect a bus-load of passengers heading into the heart of the disputed territory of Western Sahara? ...