Rain and Manchester
It was raining pretty good this morning when we left, so a hard morning's drive for Ox. We were able to figure out the directions from the Marriott website and get to our next hotel. However, when I went to check in.... we were at the wrong Marriott. We were at one on the edge of Manchester and the one we had reservations at was one in the middle of the city centre. (i.e. the really really scary traffic part of town.) I looked the desk clerk straight in the eye and said that we'd just driven through Leeds and the traffic was frightening us. That none of us had ever driven in the U.K. and was there any possible way that we could change our reservations to this hotel. My sincerity won them over and they took pity on us and gave us a room.
Maggie really wanted photos of the seams of a particular shirt in the Whitsworth Museum in Manchester. But I decided I needed some down time, so I sent them off in a taxi without me. I lounged about the Marriott Worsley Park. Smelled the rain and looked out at the flowers. When the rain let up, I went for a walk, then took a nap. While I was posting my blog to the internet, the hotel staff kept asking if I needed anything (since I was sitting by myself in the lobby) and I kept telling them, "No, this is just where the wireless network is strongest."
Unfortunately when Maggie and Ox got back they said that the museum had closed its textile wing and hadn't posted that to the internet. Ox took some photos of some medieval sketches that were at the museum, but the lighting was funny so there are flare marks in most of them.
Sigh. Tomorrow will be another day. And a better one since there will be CASTLES!
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