We’ve already taken care of you music lovers by writing about all of the Beatles-related things we did in Liverpool, but we would hate to leave all you foodies and bargain-hunters hanging. So here are a few more particulars of our 2-day Liverpool trip.
Firstly, you should know that we planned this trip on the spur of the moment. We decided Saturday afternoon that we wanted to leave on Monday, and started planning from there.
We spent Tuesday and Wednesday of this week going to Liverpool (one of the perks of giving up my 9-to-5 job!). Tourist-wise, it was a great time to go and see everything Beatles-y that the city has to offer, because it wasn’t too busy! That might have something to do with the weather in Liverpool in February – Tuesday greeted us with 55-mph wind gusts and a 26-degree wind chill.
Let me step back for a moment and try to explain how special this journey was for me (Albert):
On the third and final day of our trip to London, we did two things worth mentioning here: had coffee at a fascinating cafe, and visited the Victoria and Albert Museum.
God’s Own Junkyard
First off, my cousin and his wife took us on a walk. We walked a long way and finally turned into a back alley where I was pretty sure we were going to get mugged.
For our second day in London, we only had a few hours in the afternoon to get around. We were feeling a little overwhelmed (TripAdvisor lists at least 945 things to do in London), and were having trouble deciding between several different options of how to spend the afternoon. The Tower of London? Piccadilly Circus? Buckingham Palace? Maybe they have the equivalent of New York’s Naked Cowboy somewhere? What would that even be? A naked Beefeater? Ew. I digress.
So we decided to see it all on a double-decker bus tour. We took a two-and-a-half hour route that zig-zagged all along the Thames and hit pretty much every sight and street I could think of (and lots more I never would have thought of). Many of the photos were too blurry to use, but I’ve included the best photos that did turn out below:
After being in the UK for an entire month, Katy and I finally got tired of waiting for the Queen to invite us down to London to take some tea with her.
We took matters into our own hands, and instead got to stay with a cousin of mine who lives near the city (a much warmer welcome, thank you very much). I had been a few times before, but it was Katy’s first time. Here’s what we saw on the first day:
Last weekend, we got the chance to go up to Edinburgh. I (Albert) have been a few times, but it was Katy’s first time.
There is a running joke (not even really a joke…more of a recurring comment) in my family that it always rains in Scotland. This came from a time when I was young, and we were visiting dad’s side of the family in England and Scotland. We had been in England for a few days and, though it was cloudy, it never rained. We drove up to Scotland and within a few minutes of crossing into Scotland, it started raining…and didn’t seem to stop until we drove back south, and the rain stopped.
Much to my surprise (and to the sad death of that inside joke…) it was the opposite this time. We left a rainy, snowy, nasty Halifax in the morning and enjoyed a beautiful train ride through the bright, sunny countryside up to Edinburgh!