A few weeks ago Jory and I returned from our trip to England and Scotland. It was my first time on British soil. The purpose of our trip was three-fold: Some friends of Jory's were getting married, a week following that Jory was asked to speak at a conference in Leicester, and since we never took our honeymoon we figured we would spend the week in between road tripping in England and Scotland.
We spent two days in Liverpool celebrating Rob and Ruth's wedding as well as the naming of their new baby Jasper. The wedding was inside the Palm House, a glass conservatory in Sefton Park. Most of Rob's British and Scottish mates had nicknames such as "Pencil", "Ginger", and even "McLeod" (yes, of the McLeod Clan and in full Scottish Regalia). They were a blast to meet and party with.
We stayed at the Crowne Plaza Hotel on the Liverpool waterfront, which was quite nice. According to locals, the waterfront has seen tons of redevelopment in the last few years in preparation for Liverpool becoming the "Cultural Capital" of the UK in 2008. There were many new modern lofts and apartment buildings going up and historic renovation projects of old warehouses and factory buildings are equally prevalent. There were probably more construction cranes in and around downtown Liverpool than in San Francisco.
