Yarn Market Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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Our adventure begins with a very traffic-free drive down the M4 to Heathrow. After lots of chatting and swapping of sweets I realised that I had left something very important behind, on a chair in Whitchurch Primary School's staffroom. I had been very organised, surprising myself with my precision and attention to detail by arranging every ticket, ...
... just because they could.
The Butes were hilariously extravagant as only rich Victorians can be, google them if ever you are in need of a high society giggle. Amongst other things, they built a house with the sole purpose of hurting the eyes. Gold plating, mosaics, woodcarving, peacock wallpaper, the works. It was an attack of the senses, but even so, if you shut out the rest and only looked at the details, they were quite beautiful. My favourites were ...
... for grinding, we had the full explanation and it was interesting to see the variation to a windmill which is my only previous exposure to a proper mill. The sound was intriguing. I have always thought that about the pre-industrial age, life must have been so much more quiet without machines, no cars, no engines, no background sounds except that of nature and energy only from nature or animal.
If you ever have a chance ...
... to come to " the feast". At the end of the practice the Tibetan man next to us fell into a fit.... Shaking and foaming at the mouth, his gead resting in Hess's lap,we stroked his back and calmed him... The monk smiled at him and said something calmly to him, throwing rice at him and water from the offering bowls, he then returned to a conscious state. He explained that he had fits and he knew that Chod had a healing effect which is why ...
... it was incredible. After a lot of selfies and girlie chats we ordered the bill. We had no idea what was to come. Since arriving in Thailand we haven't looked at a single price of anything we have ordered, it feels a bit like Monopoly money what we have been paying with. We quickly learnt our lesson not reading the prices as one Bellini in this bar was equivalent to £40. After rereading the bill we had to part from what felt like our life savings. I mean we ...