We left home early on June 9th, arriving at Medellin International Airport by Taxi, because we were early, they put us on an earlier flight, because the weather was unpredictable, we might have missed our connection in Bogota, however on collecting our Boarding Cards, we saw that we were not seated together on the longest leg, between Bogota and Madrid, even though our confirmation said we were, the Check-in Assistant said we would have to sort that out at Bogota, so off we went.
At Bogota, we eventually resolved the problem and were seated together, so after a wait of a few hours we set off for Madrid, and finally from there to London Heathrow, all went smoothly, and we were re-united with our luggage which was intact. From Terminal 5, we caught a bus to the Car Hire Office about 20 minutes away.
We then drove from Heathrow up to my Brother's house in Cheshire, which took about five hours, including a stop for something to eat.
After a good nights sleep, we started our touring, by driving first to Audlem, a small town south of Crewe, where I spent my formative years from the age of four to eighteen:
|No caption needed!|
|Lock number 13|
|Yep... that's just one portion!|
|Me, David, Marcela|
|Daniel looking more like a lemon than I'm not sure what!!|
We made sure we stood well back as he passed, he had rigged up some form of water cannon on the Landrover, fortunately he had given us advance warning! They were lucky it was a glorious day, and remained dry throughout.
|A bit early for the flowers!|
David was determined that Marcela should see an Owl in the flesh, so to speak, and now knowing how determined he is, I decided that this was the better option, otherwise I could see us sitting up all night to watch for an owl flying by...only joking!
|Cheshire Falconry Centre|
|David, Lesley, Marcela, Matthew, Catherine & Daniel|
|Where's the Beach?|
|View from the top of the Eye|
Finally for the day we made our way to Tower Bridge, and did the Tower Bridge Exhibition,
|Marcela, Jo, Beth, Pete and Myself|
|Found her Knight in Shining Armour!|
Again we wandered over to the Southbank to find somewhere for lunch, and found a Kiosk selling Ploughman's lunch, and it had pumps with odd named beers and cider, Marcela decided she wanted to try cider, so we both had a pint with our Ploughman's, unfortunately the latter was spoiled a bit, the lady preparing it, obviously thinks everyone likes mustard, and had put not just a little on the side of the plate, but a great dollop over the honey baked ham and cheddar cheese, so we spent some time cleaning it off with serviettes. As for the cider, it was very welcome on a warm day, and Marcela despite being warned, soon discovered how strong cider can be!...lol.
Marcela tried to persuade me to go to the Hotel, it didn't take much time to decide...comfy bed all to myself, good food, and peace and quiet... No thanks, I want to be with my wife, so we were given food vouchers, which I thought would get us a sandwich and juice, and off we went.