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Sat Sep 03 2016: The Tides of Liverpool

Liverpool. Liverpool.... This city is famous for something. I can't quite remember what it is.

I think somebody well-known was born here. Or maybe it was a band that came from here.

Pretty sure it was Nirvana.


We arrive into Liverpool in the late afternoon after another quick drive on the British motorways

Despite the short jaunt, we are exhausted. Maybe not physically, but mentally. I feel like we should be sleeping like a log.

It's been over half a year of non-stop travel since our last long break and we're suffering from intense travel fatigue. Travel fatigue has to be one of the least sympathetic ailments on the planet. So why on earth should I moan, when it seems to everyone that we're on a permanent vacation, it's not like we've been working like a dog.

Neda found us a great AirBnB just across the River Mersey from the downtown core. We can literally ride across the bridge and visit Liverpool anytime we want. Maybe tomorrow though. Or the next day. Or the next... Oh well, nothing to get hung about.

Our AirBnB host is very friendly. She showed me our room, isn't it good?


Neda gets busy with her cross-stitching. See the scissors in front of her? She named them Billy Shears.

From our top-floor window, we can see Liverpool across the river. Nice skyline.

We don't leave our little apartment at all for the first two days. Just waiting at the window all day, wearing the face that I keep in a jar at the door. Just watching the tides of the river go in and out twice a day. Every day the same: woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head. Nothing else. I really needed this.


The river at high tide. There beneath the blue (and grey) suburban skies, they sit

The river at low tide. That's the famous Royal Liver Building across the river in the background. It's a UNESCO site.

Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind

Our AirBnB host must think we're nuts. We only leave our room to come down and make meals. I guess we've very much unlike her regular tourist guests who spend most of the day out sightseeing around the city.


One of our meal breaks. We found our way downstairs and had a cup (or two)

One of our favorite beers is Hobgoblin Ruby Ale. Hard to find in Canada, but it's made right here in England! We also noticed some other beers from the same brewery that never made it across the pond. King Goblin, a more stronger ale and Black Wych, a stout. So delicious!

On Day Three, we left the AirBnB. Partly because we wanted to explore. But also because we noticed a bug infestation in our room! Beetles everywhere! Some of them were silver.

We just spent the afternoon walking down the boardwalk along the river.


Looks like he got muddy water. He said: 1 + 1 + 1 = 3

Salt water waves crash against the walls beneath the boardwalk at high tide

Picture yourself in a boat on a river with tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Full stream ahead, Mr. Boatswain!

A crowd of people stood and stared. He must have been a local. They'd seen his face before. Probably from the House of Lords.

A four of fish and finger pies. Hungry for fish and chips now!

Just a lazy day walking up and down these rocks. They get to the bottom and they go back to the top, turn around and go back

Cap off the day at our local pub (there is no shortage around here) to have a pint of dark ale. Loving England!

Although I'm already missing haggis. Haggis and dark ale would go very good together. Très bien ensemble. Oh haggis, I love you, I love you, I love you! That's all I want to say.


Sky of blue, and sea of green. Couple walking along the river bed during low tide

Bright are the stars that shine, dark is the sky

Turns out that bug infestation is not just in our room. It's all over the city.

It's been a good four day's worth of rest and now all our troubles seem so far away. I think we're ready to resume our tour of the UK. We were only waiting for this moment to be free. Just have to hop online and buy some tickets to ride. I just hope that we've staved off the worst of the travel fatigue moving forward.

Oh well. Don't you know it's gonna be... alright.

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