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... are in the Montrose/Arbroath/Carnoustie metropolis. <br><br>Why has Lou-Anne not updated from Munich? Maybe following Lucys advice about beer und soft men?<br><br>By the way, what is with the German men and their mullets. I haven't see hair that flamboyant since my brother in law pitched up at the Binnies wedding (circa early 90s) looking like a Bay City Rollers tribute band.

... to see the sun rise over the Irish Sea...but I think i would have appreciated the sleep more!<br><br>It was off the boat at Liverpool, where I had 3 1/2 hours to get to the bus station. It took me about 45 minutes to get there (including a stop for a cornish pasty for breakfast) but i was so knackered that I couldn't be ***** looking around, so I just killed the time in the bus station. 5 1/2 hours on the bus, then about 50 minutes on the tube and I was back home!

... UK were incredible, particularly as the weather was so nice and as it was later on in the evening.<br>Apparently the Mountain Road section of the track was closed 5 or 6 times the other day when open to the public, due to crashes...and it doesn't really surprise me when you see how some of the people ride around the roads here - they just go nuts! On the lap of the track, we saw a few cases of people driving ridiculously, such as overtaking all the way over the other ...

... It was a historic race win for Michael Dunlop, who's uncle was the most successful IoM TT racer in history, and who's father is also a past winner.<br><br>Later in the afternoon I watched the start of the sidecar race from Quarterbridge, about a 20 minute walk from where I was staying. The race was cut short however, as on the opening lap one of the sidecars crashed on a pretty fast part of the track. At first it was a worrying time, as the race was red flagged, and it was some time ...

... race from was a tight right hander into a more open left as they built up speed. I saw one near collision between two of the bikes midway through the right hander, in an overtaking manoeuvre gone bad, and another rider nearly came off after hitting the curb on the fast exit of the left hander. Unfortunately, a Kiwi rider, Bruce Anstey, who was leading the race by a decent margin, bowed out with ...

... way. The closer we got to Heysham, the more bikes we started to see<br><br>After lunch at a pub called the Duke of Rothesay, I went down to the ferry terminal...only to discover I was 2 minutes late checking in - despite being there earlier than what the ticket and Steam Packet website said...<br>As one can imagine this was rather annoying, as despite being able to catch the next ferry ...

Hello readers. I'm Tom, and this is my travel blog. At the moment, I am an A-level student, in my final year of study. I have applied to university, but I've decided it'd be better for me to take a year out. So thats what I'm planning for the next year of my life, to travel to various countries and continents, embarking on mostly voluntary work. Alongside my studies, I am an athlete, competing over 800m. Through this sport, I have ...

... and good conversation. I even discovered a new, and very cool, instrument called the 'hang'. This rare and hard-to-obtain instrument is like a steel drum (shaped like two woks stuck together) and makes a sound I'd never heard before! Everyone was so friendly and inclusive, it felt like I was just hanging out with my friends. :) Luckily for us, Sunday brought a beautiful sunny day. I had given Katie some Canadian maple syrup to thank her for letting me stay ...

... voyage tire sur sa fin! Le 14, retour a Glasgow pour que je reparte le 15 vers Ottawa. Etant donne que Zoom airlines a fait kaput, j'ai du me racheter un autre billet et c'etait le moins cher. Heureusement que mes parents se sont ennuyes assez pour accepter de venir me chercher a 2h30 de route. Merci:) Hamish ne revient que le 19 parce qu'il doit retourner chercher son passeport (si tout se passe bien il aura alors son visa de residence permanente).

... sufficiently mollified by a boozy lunch treated me by my lovely trolley dolly friend Phil that I peacefully slept on the journey up to Heysham. But it is really marvellous to be home, my mother had purchased probably the entire contents of Marks and Spencers, most of which I've consumed by now...oops! Well after 2 months of no pork and limited alcohol eating a pack of 50 mini cocktail sausages and one (or maybe two, hmmm) bottles of wine can entirely be justified. No?