Blame it on my internet-less home, I haven’t been able to stay in touch in quite awhile. And now, the long-awaited first entry…
UK Road trip [part1]
Arrived in London Heathrow Airport on 21 Dec ’06, 4am and (gasp) at -1 degC. We later found out that we were miraculously lucky to land in London! There has been severe fog in UK for the past days and all UK domestic flights have been cancelled. Inter-European states flights as well, leaving millions of travelers stranded at Heathrow. The flight was surprisingly good! 12 hours and I slept through most of it. BA has touch-screen monitors, win SQ wor! Parents fetched us and we went on to collect our rented car for the road trip: a 7-seater Volkswagon Sharren.
Portsmouth, 0 degC: Sadly didn’t get to see much of the scenic coastal city. Most of the time we were just freezing our butts off trying to navigate through the terrible fog. Had lunch at a Chinese restaurant, probably the best one throughout our trip! Owner spoke canto ad gave us real useful directions for exploring Portsmouth. We for shopping at this fab place called Gunwhaft Quays: a massive mall of (gasp) factory outlets!!! Gap Levi’s Nike Polo Adidas. Blah.
Stonehenge & Bath, 2 degC: The first, a bunch of ugly stones. The second, a quaint little town of nicely-yellow buildings and the magnificent cathedral. Every turn, every corner brings with it a photo-taking opportunity. Then, we face our biggest problem as yet: Homelessness. Drove into a Travelodge (UK’s biggest hostel chain) along M6 (major expressway) hoping to call it a night. Lo and behold, full and full for the next few TL along the way. Damn. We left for Manchester and found Campanile Hotel. Phew. ₤50 is actually cheap for UK standard, but convert it to S$150 and you probably can stay a night in a 5star hotel in SG.
Manchester & Liverpool: The highlight of the day was of course, the Manchester United FC Tour! Even more awesome if we had caught a game there. It’s the red devils’ fan pilgrimage tour. Definitely value-for-money for us (with student discount) and lasted for 1.5 hours. I even sat on Wayne Rooney’s seat in the changing room lah. The feeling of running through the players’ tunnel with the (taped) cheering fans was OMG the greatest feeling! A short drive away was our Premier League rival Liverpool. On the way, we were clueless exactly where Anfield was in Liverpool. Fear not! We saw streams of cars and buses carrying the Red fans, decorated in Pool’s scarves, flags... They led the way. We were outside the stadium taking photos and touts kept walking by, whispering ‘Tickets! Tickets!’ Ah, so clandestine.
More coming soon!
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