Travelodge Margate Westwood
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... Ancient Britons who defended this place when it was a pristine stretch of coastline against the Romans.
These little craft are well maintained and attractive and I can see why. If the roads/Eurotunnel were destroyed due to some horrific disaster, they'd be the only escape route to Europe.
A kind of weird Dunkirk-style operation on reverse. Fleeing rather then fetching.
We hope to make our escape tomorrow morning, touch wood - Eurotunnel to Calais.
... prevailed, and with the reward of a hot shower and accommodation in Dover, she was determined to keep going! I shared with her my little tip for tackling relentless steep hills-focusing on a tree or power pole ahead-making it to that landmark, resting, then continuing on! She used that technique over and over again, and we were rewarded reaching the hills above Dover by 7 in the evening, to enjoy a long downhill ride into the city centre. We found ourselves ...
... a turn on a trampoline that you can bounce on with the belt on so you can do turns & bounce higher. We didn't see Morgan do it because we ended up going down to the Turner Contemporary museum at one end of the beach. Jon & I had wanted to visit this museum to see what it had. I was hoping it would have some Turner pictures in it ( Google Turner British artist & I'm sure you'll see some of his work) but it was all contemporary stuff. The ...
... the Cathedral. Later he was canonized a saint by the Catholic Church. Since then, this cathedral was been a pilgrimage site. We didn't really have time go inside the cathedral, but I was inside the
cathedral the last time I was in England, so I have cheated a little
bit and included those photos so that you can see what it looks like inside. From there, we walked through Dane John Garden. You ...
... It is totally deserted. All the shops are closed. We feel like the only people in town.
Crossing over an empty High Street we approach Christ Church Gate. The entry is closed.
“Hello. What time does the Cathedral open?” I ask the attendant at the office within the gate.
“On Sunday it opens at 12:30” she informs me.