Warwick Hotel
Travel Blogs from Blackpool
The night before
School's out, work is on pause and the cottage industry is closed for Christmas. It's finally here after months of waiting and we're all beside ourselves with excitement.
The bags are packed (with space to spare thanks to Annette's frugal choice of clothes) and we have even managed to find room for Ellie much to Esther's relief.
We've got so many exciting new experiences ahead of us crammed into a 7 week trip. South East Asia here we come!
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Morning of NY
... was 5:45 a.m. We had a knock at the door at 5:40, not quite ready had a nervous rush on, despite a calm morning. I was greeted by a lady claiming to be the taxi driver. All seemed nice at first, but after precisely 16 seconds her persona changed to very frustrated and asked, "what time is the flight?" Of course I had no idea so asked Charlotte..."10:30". What happened next was simply uncalled for. [taxi lady] "your flight is at 10:30...it's 5:45 now, ...
Liverpool.....Yeh, Yeh, Yeh
... music, so we enjoyed it all. Mind you, we weren’t committed enough to take a Beatles Bus tour, which takes you to places like their childhood homes, schools, Abbey Road, Eleanor Rigby’s grave (yes, she really existed), Strawberry Field (a park), etc.
So, if I had to summarize our stay in Liverpool, I’d say that it was good for us because, in a way, we felt like we were in our 20s all over again. And who wouldn’t like that?
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Liverpool is way cool :-)
... machine which was pretty funny. Today went back into the city and checked out the maritime museum as they had a 100th anniversary of the sinking of the titanic exhibit which was really cool. Had a quick goosey gander in the museum then wandered along the harbour to the Atlantic monument then back into the city taking pics here and there. Here we are on the train back to London. Weekends go way too fast! Till next post Toodaloo ...
Easy day =)
... eat a large supper (which is actually what they call lunch in England), and lucky for me I got a true English breakfast!!! Let me say that English bacon trumps Canadian bacon in every way shape or form. It is thick with little to no fat, Comeon Canada lets pick it up in the bacon department (says the girl who just got a Jew tattoo, haha)! After our huge meal (my appetite was coming back at this point) we went for a drive to Southport. Southport is about ...