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 | apdelong |  | Europe 10.0 |  | The Long and Winding Road |
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Aug 28 2010, 04:09 AM
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Liverpool, United Kingdom
It was dark and rainy when we left London at 7:00 in the morning making our departure even more burdensome along with pulling our luggage. Because we intended on staying in London for a while and residing there, we had much more with us than needed for a trip around Europe, which I expect will continue to be inconvenient as we move along. It was a long train ride but when we got to Liverpool it was warm and sunny out, the best we could have hoped for with the events that ensued.
We went directly to a tattoo parlor for Alex to get part of the Revolver cover tattooed on his arm, but they said that the only artist they had skilled enough to do that was booked for the next four weeks! It didn’t happen. The hostel was out of the main part of town so we needed to take a bus to get there. After waiting at least a half an hour at the bus station one came and we took it to Everton where our hostel was and then kept going. After a while we noticed we were well beyond Everton and got off the bus. We had to wait another while to get a bus in the right direction of Everton. We got on the wrong bus.
While on the bus I caually asked someone who was sitting near me if she knew where the Royal Liverpool hospital was, because it is a landmark we were told is near the hostel, she asked her friend, who asked someone else. Soon enough we had the front half of the filled bus all telling us to get off at the next stop because we were on the wrong bus to get to Everton.
Taking their advice we got off. About one minute later Alex realised he left his laptop on the bus, so we did the most logical thing anyone would do. We got a cab and told it to find the number 20 bus and catch it. After making a call or two the cabbie made moves to cut off the bus at the stop where it terminates. We got there just as it was pulling away, Alex jumped out of the cab and started banging on the door of the bus. He got in and got his laptop. We took the cab to the hostel because there was just no point in wating for another transportation mishap.
At 14:57 we got to the hostel where they made us wait three minutes until official check in. We put our bags in the room and I ate an orange, the first thing I had eaten all day. Our next mission was to do the Beatles tour around town, which we luckily had a map for.
We went around to Panny Lane, went to the barber shop, saw the nursery school that John and George went to, visited Strawberry Field, John’s house, the ___ cathedral where John met Paul and Eleanor Rigby is buried, the John Lennon airport, and to Paul’s house. It was interesting to note that John’s house had become a national monument with tours while Paul’s house was still someone’s house with just a small sign in the hedges in the front. We know someone still lives there because Alex walked up the walkway and the resident banged on the front window for him to get out.
It was almost 22:00 when we got to a restaurant and had our first real meals of the day. I got a cottage pie, which is mince meat with peppers and onions and a coat of mashed potatoes on top. It was glorious.
We then went to the Cavern Club where the Beatles had their start and saw a bunch of cover bands play. The first group we saw was the Beatelles, a group of four women all from Liverpool. Other groups of note were Back From the USSR, a group of old Russian men with a beautiful young woman singer (one of the guitarist’s daughter) and Marcelo Carrato and Gleison Tulio who are two Brazilian men who just played amazing and unique renditions of classic songs. Marcelo played Another Brick in the Wall Parts 1 &2 with just his guitar and synthesizer that was as good as anything I had ever seen.
When we got back to the hostel two very drunk young Irish lads played around with us and it was one of the most interesting experiences that I can barely describe because they were so crazy. They tried to play billiards with us, got mad when I cheated then forgot a minute later, us friend random people on facebook, and hide behind furniture when we heard noises.
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