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| Yellow Submarine? |
Our latest manifestation occurs in Liverpool, a rendezvous in a hotel/hostel in an industrial quarter where Leila helps herself to copious amounts of free tea and coffee! The radiator rattles to the rhythm of the streets and the blinds over the windows does not block out the light, so we wake at dawn...
We spend our time shopping...well, Leila shops, Kevin looks a little bewildered, too many ´things´ as he is used to the sea and wind...but it is nice to see Leila tackling the 'Liverpudlian' accent, and looking for Iranian brand tea (which is produced in the UK). We stroll along the docks, passed tourists and restaurants that pelt us with sickly smelling aromas mmmmeeeeaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!
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| Where are the keys to your heart? |
Along the sea front we see yachts racing, the Ferry that Crossed the Mersey; children marching to a concert all dressed in their Sunday best; chains and locks were swinging to the Mersey Beat...thank God not the Beatles; children being packaged in plastic balloons and thrown into the water by their loving farther while their mothers sit serenely watching the head of the family trying to drown their offspring...o yes, Liverpool at its best.
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| Child Control |
Liverpool is full of Irish immigrants...and possibly a few other nationalities too, and some paraded through the streets reenacting the Northern Irish Protestant marches, flute bands and drums, national songs and a tinge of pride and hate...made me want to run and eat kebabs...which we did. Coffee at "Nero" where we planed our plans and lost ourselves in ourselves....OOoooooo that coffee was a drug. We found an International Shop where we could buy our way out of England, and we did with chilly sauces and noodles...but no Iranian brand tea! I noticed there was not an English Fish and Chip shop in sight, gone in the mists of time along with the Slave Trade and the Shipping Trade that made Liverpool what it was....and is.
Soon another episode will pass and the insects will spring to another "green, green grass of home..." and close the plane/train door on another chapter...until we metamorphose once more from our cacoons. It was nice to spend this short, but pleasant time with you Leila and Kevin.
