I'm sure I must have forgotten something..?

Trip Start Sep 03, 2005
Trip End Ongoing

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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Where to begin? Finishing work went well, and to all those who asked me "Don't you think you'll miss the place?" I can answer now with a certain authority now "What place?" Of course I miss the people, but I have no doubt that within a few days of returning in a year and a half I will be asked "Aren't you thinking of going away travelling?", "Not seen you for a couple of weeks" or more likely "What the hell have you come back for!"

My leaving do from Manchester was a great success, maybe arranging to start at 2pm was a little ambitious but I managed to last until 1.30am at which point I lost half my front tooth in a tragic 'drinking out of a bottle whilst being a little bit tipsy on the dance floor accident'(thanks Paul!!) and decided it was time to call it a night. Two weeks of frantic house moving, rabies injections, financial juggling ensued (oh, and a visit to the emergency dentist! Thank god one of the things I had forgotten to cancel was my dental insurance!)

Then back to my parents in Coniston (Lake District). Another leaving do was arranged, and the family and friends headed to the best Mexican Restaurant in the Lake District, Salsa in Keswick (I pride myself in enjoying local cuisine when visiting an area!) After minutes of being in the restaurant my good friend Terry had set fire to the menu, my mum unable to speak through laughing ushered her to the front door - at least in our party was John who's son owned the restaurant or it might have been 'Adios Amigos' and round the corner for a liquid only meal at the Prince of Wales! After a great meal Dad finished things off by knocking back a small bottle of Tequilla plus worm. A couple of pints later whilst my friend Elaine introduced me to the unsuspecting public as a 'News of the World' photographer, whilst she being the shy retiring 'Lottery Millionare' ensured that we received quite alot of attention.

The next venture has been a trip to London with my lovely mother. First Class train down to the big smoke, not what we are used to but it is amazing what Richard Branson can offer you if you book early enough! A trip on the London Eye was the first attraction, it was an amazing experience, the views of London are fantastic, anyone visiting London must go on it. We then walked past the Palace of Westminster and Big Ben to the Palace Theatre for a production of Billy Elliot. The show was fantastic and the best I have ever seen, highlights including watching 20 'police officers' dancing ballet around their riot shields at the Miners Strike. After the show an Italian meal and a quick dash on the tube took us back to our train with 4 minutes to go, luckily the complimentary drinks ensured we arrived back in the Lake District in a relaxed state.

The next day I set off to visit Terry in Glasgow with John. Although this time we were slumming it in 'Standard Class' we were prepared with a carry out of cider and lager for the long and arduous 2hr journey. A great weekend followed, we saw the excellent 'Vagabonds' band in the Clutha Vaults and also visited a 'mystery pub' that John and Terry swore we had never been in but I had a faint recollection of, the next day we went back and were greeted like locals, being asked 'Did you manage to find a place that did Karaoke?' If it was me that asked that question, forget the travelling and please shoot me now, no place on earth deserves to hear my singing voice (Once again we all swore "I'll never drink again!!"

So back to Coniston, the time of year for Country Shows, long hot summer days outside the Yewdale, and being stuck behind tourists in caravans for miles on winding country roads. As much as I love this place I am now ready to set off. I received my flight tickets and initial hotel reservations through the post so I decided to check out my first hotel on the Internet. The hotel is described as renowned as 'one of Caracas's 24hr Love Hotels, its a dive', being a simple county girl I think that a hotel that promotes love 24hrs a day can't be a bad place?!

As an excited child I always counted down the days to Christmas with the number of times I had to go to bed before Father Christmas arrived, now with equal anticipation I can say 'only 4 more sleeps until the 24hr Love Hotel!!'

Keep in touch xx
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