From My Travel Journal:
Friday the 13th, June, 2014
Fatima and I departed for Europe visiting England and Scotland, Luxembourg, Germany and France beginning with Liverpool UK where Fatima must attend a Nursing Conference. It was a bright Sunny day. We cabbed from Surrey and headed for the airport. Her dad called us and we wished him a Happy Father’s Day (Saturday).
I brought “Into the Wild” with me, a (must-read) book I picked up last summer in Juneau, Alaska. Our Lufthansa flight ascended at 6pm and made Munich, Germany in 10 hours. I read for the duration with intermittent naps. Lufthansa is a great airline, and offers free liquor.
Our Munich layover was short but we had to pass through security again. Fatima set off the metal detectors as usual.
I bought a Bayern Munchen scarf for my friend at the gift shop.
They have a smoking room in Munich, which you no longer see in Canada.
Our connection arrived in Manchester, UK a couple of hours later and we trained to Liverpool.
Fatima was very sleepy, having sat beside a horribly smelly man all night (no it wasn’t me). She hadn’t sleep at all.
She is not fond of this travel-weary portrait but granted me permission to publish it.
I nearly finished my book on the ride, and took some photos.
Arriving at Liverpool Lime Street Station, I asked the cabbies in their funny (old-fashioned-looking) taxis if they took credit but they don’t. We tried to withdraw money from the cash machines but they rejected our debit cards. Fatima withdrew cash from her Visa.
With her cash we hired a cabby with an accent I could barely understand. Natives of Liverpool are referred to as Liverpudlians and colloquially as “Scousers”, a reference to “scouse”, a form of stew. Around town you see them advertising ‘Scouse Burgers’ and ‘Scouse’ T-Shirts.
Just outside Lime Street Station I saw this unique building with a funky sign “Walker’s Ales Warrington”.
Some pubs, Fish and Chips spots shot from the taxi, preparing for some World Cup.
We arrived at our waterfront Holiday Inn just opposite the Convention Center with large ferris wheel outside. All the buildings in this country seem to be made with bricks. This hotel is quite large. We passed through several wide hallways, and many sets of doors to reach our room.
Our quaint room overlooks the water of Albert Dock. We showered then walked around looking for a place to eat, choosing Smugglers Cove, a pirate’s den with massive fireplaces, chandeliers, and a lounge act – great music and vibe.
(Photo: Smugglers Cove Pub)
We cheated on our vegetarian diet to have some real UK fish and chips with mashed peas. Delicious. I had a large beer making me sleepy after the long journey.
It appeared there was a stagette or ‘hen party’ convention going on in Liverpool that night. Never have I seen so many groups of women on stagettes at once, dressed in burlesque outfits, taking over the city. Very odd. If anybody from Liverpool is reading, perhaps you can explain.
After dinner we headed back to the hotel and caught some of the England vs Italy World Cup game. England lost 2-1.