This morning as I was packing up to catch the train back to Manchester, I felt like those pioneers in the Conestoga wagons on the Oregon Trail. Remember how the trail was littered with family heirlooms and once treasured possessions. I literally weighed and evaluated each item I put back in my tiny rolly bag. Do I really need to wash my hair AGAIN before I get on the plane? Why did I bring that Sham-Wow? Yea! I used up all the astringent. I can throw that away. Why did I think I had to have those gargoyles from Canterbury Cathedral?!? I guess some things about travel never change. We may have different modes of transportation, but what we think we need to take is still a monkey on our backs. There's a life lesson in there somewhere!
|The land gets hilly as you approach |
Manchester is an old working class town with deep industrial roots. But to most people it is probably known best for being the home of Manchester United. They say that JK Rowley based her rabid quiddich fans on the Manchester United fans who are more than a little devoted! The quiddich stadium is a cross between the O2 stadium in London and the Manchester U stadium. But I think it looks a lot like the new Cowboys Stadium.
|Manchester United's Stadium|
|The Greyfriar is the village pub just down the street from Jane Austen's house.|
|The "Pen and Parchment." What an appropriate name for a pub in the bard's home town.|
|The Marquis of Granby - a London pub.|
|The Bear and Staff was close to my B&B.|
|I loved noticing all the flower covered pubs! |
What a great name for a pub!