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Day 9, July 10th |
My MADD DRIVE(SIX and ˝ HOURS) to GLASTONBURY! |
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It was still a bit dark and drizzley when I left Caerlaverock and drove back NORTH to Dumfries
… Then drove back SOUTH to Carlisle … THEN commenced my long trek FURTHER SOUTH
(almost the ENTIRE LENGTH of England) to GLASTONBURY!
As before, there were tons o’ signs that were hilarious (to ME) along the way. But, I wasn’t able
to snap pix of them. 
I DID, however, get some pix o’ THIS funny site:
GO FIGURE: A “Seeding and Plant Division” truck … with a
TREE BRANCH stuck on its end, and flapping about in the breeze! LOL
ANYWAY! After leaving Caerlaverock at 11:30 am, the Motorway was rife with construction delays.
But, when I wasn’t reduced to a CRAWL (sometimes even a DEAD STOP … er, “QUE”!), I stuck
to the MAXIMUM speed limit – 70 mph … AT FIRST.
Around 2 pm, the construction traffic was long past, but had caused me substantial DELAY.
Soooo, I pushed my speed up to a “conservative excess” – 85 mph. But, when doing that,
I noticed that TONZ o’ people were PASSING me as though I were STANDING STILL!
Soooo … “What the HELL – OVER?!” After 3:30 pm, whenever I wasn’t hemmed-in by traffic,
I was driving 90 MILES AN HOUR! And even THEN, I was PASSED from time to time!
Finally, at 5:55 pm (SIX and ˝ hours after leaving Caerlaverock), I arrived at Glastonbury!
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was my B&B for that night, The “Who'd A Thought It” Inn
Their website doesn’t explain
But, the NAME is what made me |
“The 18th Century Inn which now boasts the name ‘The Who'd A Thought It’ has offered visitors to
Glastonbury, and locals alike, hospitality and well-kept traditional beer for nigh on two centuries.
With an ever-changing menu and a commitment to extending a warm welcome to friends old and new
the ‘Who'd a Thought It’ moves into the new century with an ever growing commitment
to excellence and continuous improvement.”
 (The “view” from my room’s window.) |
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grandly historic building, and has a WONDERFUL PUB! But, it’s NOT a “proper” B&B.
It’s perfectly lovely and comfortable –
But, its more like a SMALL HOTEL –
The BARTENDER (“publican”) had to |
The Who'd A Thought It PUB
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set up my UK Teaching Tour … sent me the $$ for my airfare … then had to CANCEL the Tour … causing me to have this “HOLIDAY”! But ALL this was done via the Internet! in PERSON!!!
We got to know each other a bit |
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Steve had Lamb’s Kidneys (he let me try one … YUCK!), and I had WILD BOAR & Ginger Pâté. [Hey! Pâté is Pâté, and NOT normally my “CUPPA.” But, I ALWAYS like trying NEW stuff!]
For dinner, I had
As with Haggis, I’d NEVER |
Rachel and Steve are BOTH terrific folkz! We were all immediately comfortable together.
And, after a FANTASTIC dinner, Rachel and Steve took me back to the Somerton Hotel Pub (below),
for ONE LAST ROUND, before Steve drove me back to my room.
OUR DAY TEN PLANS:
Rachel would pick me up at the WATI after I’d checked out the next morning (leaving my car parked
there) … then I’d accompany her to take their two kidz to school … and then she’d take me to visit
their HOME. After that, Rachel would head off to work, and I’d embark with Steve, upon the
INCREDIBLE ADVENTURE he’d planned for my next day!
(You’ll FREAK!)
Go To the FIRST of DAY TEN’s Pix Pages:
A GLASTONBURY MORNING
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