Ramblings of a Leicester Lad

 So, where was I dear reader? Oooh yeah, wondering if I'd go native in my overnight stay in Manchester, don't worry I didn't.  I woke up the next morning to find the sky grey and miserable to match my mood upon waking with a bit of stomach ache from eating my weight in Burger King the night before. Still, an epic poo sorted that out 😁. Quick shower, cup of coffee and I was out of my hotel ready to face the day, Instead what I got was a druggie being wrestled to the floor by several Police officers and my enthusiasm quickly waned, Breakfast was needed. Roll on McDonald's.  So after a hearty lukewarm breakfast I had about five hours before my Coach back to Leicester via Leeds. Time for one last bash on a Tram and get another route under my belt. At least that was the plan, turns out a Tram had broken down at a junction and everything had gone to shit. It's like the Pagan Gods were against me this day. So instead I just meandered around Manchester, got to see some sig...

 So something I thought I'd try out, a post about my trips. Manchester day one part one. My alarm woke me at 1.30am on Wednesday 10th April, after only a couple of hours sleep my body was hating me choosing to get up at this time. Emma was still fast asleep and the temptation to just stay in bed was there. However I dragged myself out and got into a shower, after the shower I drank an Americano to try wake me up. After making sure I'd got everything in my bag I left at half two for the long ponderous journey to the Bus station, I truly know how Scott of the Antarctic felt when he began his epic quest...two minutes later I arrived. There was a small crowd of people who like me were questioning their life choices as they waited for their transport and a homeless person was walking around arguing with himself. Just after 3am my coach arrived, myself and three other people boarded for the journey north. After about an hour's disturbed kip at most I saw we were coming into Notti...