Woke up ridiculously early (AGAIN!) but managed to get back to sleep for an hour.
Jill and I were driven to the station by Derek and we travelled to Liverpool - it took about half an hour. The trains here aren't terribly much different to the ones at home, except for the fact that at James St station, because the rail line is underground, after having gone under the Mersey, there are huge lifts that everyone just piles into to get to street level - it seemed a strange thing to do. . .
Anyway, Jill and I walked down to Albert Dock (via the yellow submarine) and found the tourist info office. We found out that due to the petrol problem, our 12.30 tour was cancelled, and we had to go on the 3pm one. We had a quick look at the shops - I bought the most brilliant Scottish kilt - and then decided we'd come back after 'the Beatles story' museum. We spent two hours in there - it traced the whole history through fairly well. There were some great pictures I hadn't seen, and some cool video, and I guess I learnt some things, but otherwise it was fairly normal. We came out with empty stomachs and sore legs.
We found a pillar to stand against to eat our (somewhat squashed) lunch, and then looked at more shops. Having discovered a nice coffee and crepe shop, we sat down there for a while, ate and drank, and then went back to the shop we'd seen before and I bought a shirt and postcards.
We went to the meeting place then to embark on the 'Magical Mystery Tour'. We saw the birthplaces, houses, churches, bus stops and haunts of all four Beatles, along with Strawberry Field and Penny Lane. It was great to see all of it, but the tour guide had a few too many bad jokes, and the stereo in the bus was highly inadequate. Still, I did enjoy it, and got to see Liverpool at the same time.
We ended up at the Cavern in Mathew St, and I posted a postcard to Andrew and Kristy. Jill and I made our way circuitously back to the station and headed back to Chester, encountering the COMPUTER NERDS sitting next to us - one describing this website exercise involving numbers, letters, countries, animals and colours. Needless to say, it was pretty funny, especially when Jill later told the story to Derek and Pauline.
That night we watched the Olympic opening ceremony on video - having taped it that morning. I got to bed late at about 12am, having watched the James Morrison/Ben section a second time, without Pauline's commentary and questions!
Jill and I were driven to the station by Derek and we travelled to Liverpool - it took about half an hour. The trains here aren't terribly much different to the ones at home, except for the fact that at James St station, because the rail line is underground, after having gone under the Mersey, there are huge lifts that everyone just piles into to get to street level - it seemed a strange thing to do. . .
Anyway, Jill and I walked down to Albert Dock (via the yellow submarine) and found the tourist info office. We found out that due to the petrol problem, our 12.30 tour was cancelled, and we had to go on the 3pm one. We had a quick look at the shops - I bought the most brilliant Scottish kilt - and then decided we'd come back after 'the Beatles story' museum. We spent two hours in there - it traced the whole history through fairly well. There were some great pictures I hadn't seen, and some cool video, and I guess I learnt some things, but otherwise it was fairly normal. We came out with empty stomachs and sore legs.
We found a pillar to stand against to eat our (somewhat squashed) lunch, and then looked at more shops. Having discovered a nice coffee and crepe shop, we sat down there for a while, ate and drank, and then went back to the shop we'd seen before and I bought a shirt and postcards.
We went to the meeting place then to embark on the 'Magical Mystery Tour'. We saw the birthplaces, houses, churches, bus stops and haunts of all four Beatles, along with Strawberry Field and Penny Lane. It was great to see all of it, but the tour guide had a few too many bad jokes, and the stereo in the bus was highly inadequate. Still, I did enjoy it, and got to see Liverpool at the same time.
We ended up at the Cavern in Mathew St, and I posted a postcard to Andrew and Kristy. Jill and I made our way circuitously back to the station and headed back to Chester, encountering the COMPUTER NERDS sitting next to us - one describing this website exercise involving numbers, letters, countries, animals and colours. Needless to say, it was pretty funny, especially when Jill later told the story to Derek and Pauline.
That night we watched the Olympic opening ceremony on video - having taped it that morning. I got to bed late at about 12am, having watched the James Morrison/Ben section a second time, without Pauline's commentary and questions!
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