Alas, the time has come for the B.I.G to arrive in
Liverpool, England, a coordinate on the Earth in which many consider to be the
birthplace of The Beatle’s. Monday, bright and early, we set off for Oxford,
because what better place for college students to visit than, well, a college.
I felt significant treading upon the grounds of Oxford University knowing how
many influential people have also stood there before my time such as Albert
Einstein, C.S. Lewis, Lewis Carroll, J.R.R Tolkien, as well as the impact that
Oxford has had on my personal favorite, the film making of Harry Potter. We
grabbed panini’s from an adorable little take-away café, and strolled along
doing a little shopping, as well as studying the people. One person really
stood out to me as well as one of the girl’s in the group (who was also the
birthday girl). In larger cities it is not uncommon to see a homeless person,
and sad to say after spending quite some time in big places, passing by people
asking for change does not phase me as much as it used to, but there was
something different about the site of this man sitting on the side walk, simply
just watching the people pass him by. So, long story short, the birthday gal
and I ran into a café and took him back a croissant as a simple wish to him to
have a happy bank holiday.
Once we hopped back onto the charter bus, and after about a
three and a half ride, we completed the journey to Liverpool. The first
observation I made was the dreadful weather in comparison with what we had been
dealing with while in London. Our hotel is located right along the Mersey
River, which flows into the Irish Sea, so being this close to a body of water
automatically adds a rather damp, chill into the air. For the cherry on top of
the English weather, it was raining, but not enough to put a hold to our
outdoors tour. After seeing the sights that were a must, we made ourselves
right at home with the Liverpool locals and dined at an authentic Italian restaurant
that made the most delicious ethnic food I have yet to taste, but probably far
from the best service I have actually received in Europe. And, to top it off,
after booking it away from our oh-so charming wait staff, as I heard a sound of
what I thought to be rain drops pluttering not so delicately once again, it was
anything but rain. I had not heard the sound of precious rain drops, but of
bird doo-doo, plopping on, not the ground, but me. At least it was a seagull
from Europe... But anyways, that was my first day in Liverpool.
My second ran much
more smoothly as we rode along on the Magical Mystery Tour, viewing many of the
significant places in which is everything and anything Beatle’s related in
Liverpool. This included the birthplaces of two of the members, schools that
the boys attended, the church where John and Paul met, the first club they
played at, and childhood homes. This was quite neat to see how such significant
members of musical society all started out as just another average Joe living
just another “Day in the Life.”
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