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Travel Blogs from Brighton
... had a
paternity leave contract and I had all week at the same school that I really
like. We have got into a bit of routine through the week. Get up early, get the
bus and train together, then I get off and swap trains, work all day, head home
and meet at Clapham Junction. Now when I got there first I normally hit up the
shops to grab some supplies we might need for dinner. This week I also had to
stop at the chemist to buy some girly supplies. ...
the streets of Lerwick (Shetland's capital) are turned into rivers of fire as
the squad members walk through the town with their torches. The climax is the long
ship being burned and all the party goers watch until the head of the ship
burns and falls. Then it's an all night party and lots of (folk) dancing.
Crazy! While we were in the Shetlands we also managed to see some traditional
music being played, checked out the museum and visited Jarshoff, ...
... want some “crisps or biscuits”? Let’s ride on the “lift”. It was ok when I got confused because Julia and Tommy’s mom and dad would help with the correct words.
OK, now I want to tell you about my time in Brighton! We had so much fun. We explored the Brighton Pavilion and Museum. It was here that I visited an Egyptian section in the museum where they took my name Stanley and changed it to ...
And so, eventually we landed in Gatwick and stepped right into the 1960s. I had never been to Gatwick airport and so was previously unaware of the existence of a time portal which forced the main terminal to stay in 1965. After our virtually perfect European train experiences, our train into London was delayed for half an hour due to a signal failure north of Croydon, which was of little surprise to someone used to the British rail network. ...
... inner tubes and Joe's expertise solved the bulging issue.
Joe took us out to the ditchling beacon to keep the legs turning over, only a small 15 mile ride. It was beautiful without the panniers dulling the speed. A rather sketchy descent by me (Finn) nearly resulted in me crashing into the verge at over 20mph... luckily I managed to correct just in time. The adrenaline certainly helped me back up the hill that had just nearly done me in, a good 10% over a ...