From Portsmouth we headed west to Devon, more specifically Plymouth.
We arrived mid afternoon by train and jumped in a taxi to our hotel.
The joys of never being to a place before and not quite knowing exactly where everything is meant that our hotel was not exactly in the center of town. This meant taking a taxi back into town when it was time to go and get some food.
We headed down to the harbour area and found a nice pub for some food and a few drinks.
After dinner we wandered around the Hoe and took some photos.
We stumbled upon a whole street full of quite nice looking B&B’s that we will have to keep in mind next time we are down that way.
We stopped off for a few more drinks at the Walkabout Hotel (Aussie pub. YAY for TED’s), once they closed up we headed home to the hotel.
The following morning we jumped on yet another train (I have caught more trains in 3 weeks than I did in an entire year back home) and headed for the beach side town of Newquay in Cornwall.
When we left Plymouth station the sun was out and it was promising to be a beatiful day by the beach, then reality struck and the English weather did its very best to ruin our day.
When we arrived, the sun had all but vanished behind some rather dark looking clouds. The wind was blowing and it was not the nicest of days.
Yet people were still down on the beach swimming and surfing and trying to get some sun (they are english afterall).
We wandered up and down the beach looking for somewhere to get some lunch, we on a nice little pub at one end of what was probably the main street in Newquay.
Had some lunch and a couple of drinks (I think we are borderline alcoholics by now) and then set off for some more sight seeing.
By now the rain had finally started so the camera was put away and we spent most of the walk back to the train station jumping from shop to shop to avoid getting soaked.
We made it back to the station and then found we had over an hour to wait for the train. Since the rain was still coming down that meant finding indoor things to do.
A local arcade kept me amused for a little while and Vlads never ending quest for postcards (no I am not going to send any) meant the time passed quickly enough.
We jumped on the train and headed back to plymouth.
We had a quiet night as we were on a fairly early train to liverpool the next morning.
The next day saw us on another long train ride across the country side to Liverpool.
We arrived fairly late in the afternoon, checked into our hotel and then set about finding somewhere for dinner and to get a few drinks.
We checked out the details for doing a stadium tour of Anfield stadium (home of Liverpool FC) and then called it a night.
The next day we were up fairly early for breakfast so we could get as much time as possible out of our 1 full day in liverpool.
We jumped in a taxi and headed for the stadium.
The tour was great, we got to learn some stuff about the team and what goes on on a match day to put the oposition off. Took a load of photos, then after the tour was complete we went up into the museum and took a heap more photos.
We left the stadium and then went and got some food at a local pub (and some more drinks of course).
We spent the rest of the afternoon walking around liverpool checking out as much of the city as we could on foot.
After dinner and some more drinks it was time to call it a night.
The next day we were sitting on a train headed for London, more on that later.
Photos from Plymouth, Newquay and Liverpool (Anfield) can be found in the gallery.