… but it doesn’t follow that the end will be just as well.
Never fear, I arrived in Bonnie England in one piece, safe and sound. But while our plane touched down at about 20 to 9 in the morning, we had to sit on the tarmac for nearly an hour waiting for a gate to become available. So by the time I managed to get to the hotel to meet my dear friend Hayley, things weren’t going so well. Not only did I have to deal with all the crap at the airport, but while I was walking from the train station to the hotel – all of a quarter of a mile – the wheel on my suitcase broke off. *fume* A bloke behind me was kind enough to pick it up for me and when I held it in my hand, it was hot to the touch. I guess Mickey wasn’t destined to stick with me forever.
I got to the hotel and settled in (a very small space to settle into I might add) and after a shower, we walked over to The Arndale Centre to do some shopping. I’ve never seen a more confusing layout for a mall. I mean maybe it was the jet lag, but there were only two shops we flitted between the whole time we were there and I kept getting us lost. Yes, I am to blame, because Hayley is blind and one cannot expect her guide-dog to remember where we’ve been in the mall. While at the mall, I managed to find a new suitcase of the multi-directional kind. I was pleased with that because it’s what I’ve wanted for a while. It was on clearance for £48 with a 10 year guarantee. Later in the hotel I had a look at the original retail suggested price… £120. Eep!
Unfortunately we didn’t do a whole lot except catch up on 3 missing years of our friendship and go out for some wonderful Italian food at dinner. I was quite impressed with the place when the waiter provided a normal menu for me and as I was about to start reading aloud the food options, the waiter quickly returned with a braille menu. The food was lovely and after dinner we strolled back to the hotel for an early evening. I was really surprised that even at 9 PM there was still plenty of daylight make street lights and such totally useless. It wasn’t til about 10 that it went full dark.
I was rather impressed with the night time noises to be heard even 7 floors off the ground. Sirens sounded many times before and after I drifted off to sleep. It reminded me of New Orleans. LOL Funnily enough, though, I woke once in the middle of the night to use the toilet and decided to take a look outside and the streets were completely empty. It was as though it had been abandoned. Not one car drove by while I stared down on the city.
Sadly, Hayley and I parted early Saturday morning because she had a long train ride back to London and needed to be back by 1 to get the keys to her new house. I was glad for the opportunity to see her and hope that we will be able to get together again in the future.