We had a few hours before we caught our train back to London, so we went to explore Liverpool. I wanted to take David to The Cavern. On our way we found this group busking, playing music in the street or another public place for voluntary donations. They were really good and David got to talking to them. They will be making a CD soon and are sending one to David to play on his radio show.
I then managed to find the Cavern with the help of the band. This is not the original cavern but they used a lot of the bricks from the old one. It is still pretty cool. We went in and had a beer.
When you leave the cavern and walk to the corner you will find the Beatles Hotel.
There is tons more to see in Liverpool, but we had limited time. We then headed to the train station to get our train back to London.
After a few hours we were back in London and back at Gary’s flat. I then had to pack for our trip to Scotland the next day.
No trip is complete without a trip across the Mersey River on the ferry, as “Ferry on the Mersey” plays on the speakers.
This Royal Iris is not the famous one because it is decaying in the Thames River.
To use the royal on a boat, pubs, hotels and any other thing you can thing of can only be used if there has been someone royal in or on the place. The Royal Iris had hosted the Queen and Prince Phillip on Her Majesty’s Silver Jubilee in 1977.
So I think the new one just stole the royal from the original ferry because it was previously the Mountwood. I feel that this is like stealing some war heroes medals because Iris was awarded the Royal.
Enough of my ranting and back to our ride across the Mersey River. Before catching the ferry we went and looked at the World War I submarine and some old buoys. I got some photos of Liverpool from Birkenhead.
We then went and got our tickets. We walked down the walkway which I think is so cool because it goes up and down with the tide. The tide was out when we went because the walkway was going downward. Got some great shots of Liverpool while crossing the Mersey.
If you every get to visit Liverpool or the Wirral it is well worth the ride. They also have special cruises that are always fun.
I wanted David to see the little village I lived in and meet my very close friends Anna and William Stead, so off we went to Bebington.
After they picked us up at Bebington train station we headed to their house for a nice drink.
The boys went to William’s allotment and got some fresh strawberries. After the drinks we moved to some beer.
We had a wonderful meal and then off to bed.
The next day we were going to show David the Wirral. I wanted to show him Port Sunlight. In 1887, Lever Brothers began looking for a new site on which to expand its soap-making business, which was at that time based in Warrington. The company bought 56 acres (23 ha) of flat unused marshy land in Cheshire, south of the River Mersey. It was large enough to allow space for expansion, and had a prime location between the river and a railway line. The site became Port Sunlight, where William Lever built his works and a model village to house his employees. William Lever personally supervised planning the village, and employed nearly thirty different architects. Between 1899 and 1914, 800 houses were built to house a population of 3,500. The garden village had allotments and public buildings including the Lady Lever Art Gallery, a cottage hospital, schools, a concert hall, open air swimming pool, church, and a temperance hotel. Lever introduced welfare schemes, and provided for the education and entertainment of his workforce, encouraging recreation and organizations which promoted art, literature, science or music. It was raining, this was not a surprise because we were in England, while we were there. We stopped for a little bit but then moved on and planned to come back which we didn’t do.
Not sure why the posts there had crocheted covers. I guess it was to protect you in case you fall after a pint.
Then was the whirlwind trip around the Wirral.
Wirral (/ˈwɪrəl/), also known as The Wirral, is a peninsula in northwest England. It is bounded to the west by the River Dee, forming a boundary with Wales, to the east by the River Mersey, and to the north by the Irish Sea.
The roughly rectangular peninsula is about 15 miles (24 km) long and 7 miles (11 km) wide. Historically, Wirral was wholly within Cheshire; in the Domesday Book, its border with the rest of the county was placed at “two arrow falls from Chester city walls.” However, since the passing of the Local Government Act 1972, only the southern third has been in Cheshire, with the rest in the Metropolitan Borough of Wirral in the modern county of Merseyside.
We ate lunch at Remember When. It was a very nice tea room and food was good.
We headed back to Anna and William’s house. We walked to the allotment where we pulled weeds and picked currents.
When we returned Anna made us a wonderful meal. David got to eat pheasant for the first time. We then had an ice cream that Anna topped with the strawberries and currents that we had picked. We had a nice couple of bottles of wine and had some good laughs. Anna told us how when she was at the university they had to stand with different sandwich boards to make money. She actually still had one.
The next day we had to leave our dear friends to head back to London. I am so glad that they had a few days to spend with us because they have been running around like a chicken with its head chopped off and its wings flapping. They have been going to Wales, Ansty and Bebington trying to take care of 3 houses. Luckily, they just got the one in Wales sold. Now all the work will begin on their one in Antsy which is an old thatched roof house. Thanks again Anna and William for showing us a good time.
Chester is one of my favorite cities with its city walls, roman remains, medieval buildings and Victorian restorations. Chester was originally a Roman fort on the River Dee and close to Wales. I could not wait to show the town to David.
We got to Euston station to catch the train to Chester . We were actually heading to the Wirral where I had lived before with my late husband. I wanted to introduce David to my dear friends Anna and William Stead, who we were staying with.
We grabbed some breakfast before we left in the train station where we were joined by a pigeon.
We arrived in Chester ready to go do the tourist thing, but wait there was a brewery near by. Off we went to find it hoping that it was there. I had in my hand the address and directions. We headed out and were not sure what we were on because the United Kingdom likes to hide the street signs on the buildings if there even is one. David saw a taxi stand and headed over there to get directions. When he came out he said throw those directions away because they are totally wrong. The Brewhouse & Kitchen was just around the corner.
The Brewhouse & Kitchen is a bit different from your traditional pub. They brew their own, unique craft beers on-site in there brew-tiful microbrewery! As well as matching every dish on their menu to a style of beer they also love cooking with beer, be sure to keep an eye out for recipes that make use of the beers they brew. We had a nice meal there also.
I guess the brewery was more important than the tour of Chester. We checked the time and noticed we had only a short time before we had to catch the train to Bebington. We walked a little ways down main street to check out Chester.
We walked across the Dee to the railway station to catch Mersey Rail to Bebington.
I wanted to go visit my friend, Ian Mcinnes, in Hampstead. I once again did a search for breweries and Gary, David and I set off. We took the underground at Earl’s Court to King’s Cross where we walked to Euston. I picked up my tickets for our trip to Chester the next day.
After our visit we were off on the search for the greatest beer. We used our Oyster card to hop on a couple of buses. We got off and started down the road. We then noticed that the numbers were getting smaller, then turning around we started back up the road. We found the address just where we had gotten off the bus. As we all stood there looking dumbfounded at the empty building, we wondered if there was another building 100. We had now gone completely around the building looking for a brewery. Gary saw a security guard in the building, so he knocked, asking is this 100 and told yes. Is there a brewery here? No, this building is empty and has been closed for many years.
Ok no big deal we have another one to find. We got directions, so off we went. We found the address with no problem. Only problem was it is now Tesco Express. Once again Gary went in to see what he could find out. No one knew anything, until a gentleman came out and told us that the brewery has been gone for many years.
Once again it was rush hours, so we decided to go to the Ye Old Swiss Cottage to eat dinner. We walked in and David noticed all the taps were Samuel Smith beers. I guess I should mention that the one thing he wanted to do while we were here was going to Samuel Smith brewery which is in Tadcaster. I tried to get us there but it was just going to be a pain, so we decided to skip it. David was in heaven.
The Swiss Tavern was built in 1804 in the style of a Swiss chalet on the site of a former toll gate keeper’s cottage, and later renamed Swiss Inn and in the early 20th century Swiss Cottage.
Swiss Cottage is a district of the London Borough of Camden in England. It is part of Hampstead and is centered on the junction of Avenue Road and Finchley Road, at the tripoint of the postcodes of Hampstead NW3, Kilburn/West Hampstead NW6 and St Johns Wood NW8. Swiss Cottage is 3.25 miles (5.23 km) north-northwest of Charing Cross. It is the location of Swiss Cottage tube station.
After some great beers, nice meal and rush hour was over we headed back to Gary’s flat.
The Church Palace was a lot of fun. The food was good and the drink was better. We rode a lion and took a selfie in front of artwork called selfie. The bed was nice too.
These people that brought us along with them are really cool. They took us everywhere. We got to go to the Vatican Museum.
We had some great pasta for dinner.
We went to the forum which was very old. We met a seagull with her two babies. We checked out a well too.
We hung out with the Ron
Then we headed to the colosseum. They said many animals, slaves and Christians were killed there. I wonder what would happen to flat people like us.
We met some new friends when our carrying friends stopped for lunch.
We went to a concert at a Refuge camp.
We got to go out to lunch the next day.
Then we got to go to St Peter’s Basilica with the choir.
We next stayed in Montecatini and got to eat breakfast out in the garden.
There was even a huge lemon tree.
We then visited with John for a little bit.
We found a really cool phone.
The drinks all through Italy were great. We tried many different things.
We had tons of different pastas.
We had a lot of white meat but we did have some fish that was very good.
The dessert were out of this world.
We rode on a gondola, saw many rivers, were put in prison, the bridges were cool and sang many times with the chorus.
Italy was really fun. We met many new friends and saw many new things. The people who took us with them were great. They never left us behind or stuck us in a bag where we could not see. They fed us good food and drink. I am glad they have decided to take us with them everywhere.
We all got back to our hotel. We decided to not to catch the bus with the rest of the group due to the fact they were leaving at 5:30am. We were told that it would be cheap to get to the airport. All we had to do was take a taxi for about 5 euros to the train station close to the hotel where we could catch a bus to the airport for 10 euros. We thought that was great, so we stayed and left when it was closer to our time to get to the airport. The hotel called us a taxi which arrived in no time. I told the driver to go to the train station to catch the bus to the airport. He asked me what airport and I replied Malpensa. At this time I realized he could not speak English very well. He loaded the suitcases in the car and off we went. David and I started thinking well this was a little longer than where we should be going. Then we started to see signs for the airport and started thinking this was not right. We said something the taxi driver who then stopped in the lane to talk to us. Due to the language barrier he was taking us to the airport. He then told us that it would be 95 euros to take us to the airport. David said that’s too much. The taxi driver then said it would cost 25 euros to go back to the bus station, but he would take us to the airport for 80 euros. Not sure if he did it on purpose or not. We decided to just go with the 80 euro deal. I asked if he would take card and he said yes, because we just had enough cash to pay for the other trip plan. We then handed him a card for our Credit Union 1 which was declined. After trying our other 3 cards for that account, all declined, we found that luckily, there was money in our Wells Fargo account, so we did finally pay him. I had contacted our banks and told them where we were traveling. I contacted the Credit Union 1 and was informed that there was no declines on the cards. I guess that bank was not big enough to work on his machine or they just got lost in the cloud somewhere. So we made our Easy Jet flight and headed off for London
After rehearsal we headed back to Milan for our dinner, wondering what kind of white meat with gravy we would have next. We were so surprised when the roast beef came out on the tray. It wasn’t over cooked. We were asked 2 or 3 pieces and everyone was 3 or more. Boy did we miss the red meat. I remember there used to be a commercial with two old ladies that were asking, “Where’s the beef”. We finally found the beef in Milan. I didn’t even take a photo of it because I was too much in a hurry to eat it. The desert was wonderful.
We checked out of our hotel in Padua and headed for Milan. We stopped for lunch at the southern end of Lake Garda where we viewed the Alps and the Dolomite Mountains. Lake Garda is the largest lake in Italy. We had lunch in the historical center of Sirmione at Modi Restaurant. We were all wondering what kind of white meat or chicken it would be this time. To our great surprise it was the most wonderful salmon trout. The restaurant was so nice and breezy sitting outside, instead of hot and stuffy like all the other places.
We kept seeing these huge gelato’s that people were carrying so we went on the hunt for the biggest ones we had ever seen. After wandering around a bit, the chorus went down by the lake and sang the Alaska Flag Song. It was so cool to see all the people gathering around and taking photos of them.
We boarded our bus and headed for Pordenone where the Anchorage Concert Chorus was going to have a concert in Duomo Concattedrale di San Marco.
We had some free time and we just sat and had a drink with friends.
The Coro ANA Fruili-Montecavallo sang too. They were fantastic and just a wonderful group of men. The choir Montecavallo consists of two dozen Alpine manly voices young and old. It is born in the spirit of the Statute of the Anas with the aim of keeping alive the traditions of mountain folklore and cante degli Alpini, veneto and Friuli. It was directed by the Foundation until January 2008 by Maestro Alessandro Pisano. In addition to regular concerts, the performances are also addressed to educational interventions in primary and secondary schools, both concert works, both with training interventions. In recent years attempts to maintain active relationships with popular songs from all regions of Italy, triggering musical growth projects with the cooperation of other choral groups.
We were all tired after our long day, even our tour guide fell asleep on the bus.