The Mill Wheel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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We've arrived. We've done it. Portland, OR, USA to Leicester UK, overland by bus and train as far as practically possible. We feel happy. Here are the interim stats...
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Yesterday Avery and I took a bus to the nearby Chatsworth mansion, home to the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire. It is extremely ritzy and has roughly one million rooms and had just been decorated for the Christmas season. Many dukes have come and gone and made changes to the house and ...
Living in a dorm with no common room really takes a toll on the development of a social life. I decided that I needed to go out and make some friends so I attended the Zoology quiz and bar crawl. I like animals so I thought I would enjoy spending time with people who also like animals. What I didn't know about the event was that we were all supposed to show up in animal costumes. I went in regular clothes and everyone else ...
... for a nice sight. And the art museum had some nice photos of Birmingham from the 60s and 70s, plus a really random painting of some penguins.
So tired from a day's walking we set out from Birmingham to an audience of tourists as we squeezed through the tiny channel of the Gas Street Basin and on up towards Wolverhampton. I hope Carrie would have been so impressed with Birmingham even if it hadn't been for the owls but they did help.
... out to be the torrential monsoon type which included a hailstorm. We decided to lunch before we left.
We eventually set off and went one mile along the canal and moored for the night at Yelvertoft which meant that Hazel could attend her weekly art class at Yelvertoft marina. We moored directly opposite and settled in for tea and biscuits. We could now dry out, or so we thought. A woman on a boat passing by asked if we could pull back a bit so she ...