Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind
Our AirBnB host must think we're nuts. We only leave our room to come down and make meals. I guess we've very much unlike her regular tourist guests who spend most of the day out sightseeing around the city.
One of our meal breaks. We found our way downstairs and had a cup (or two)
One of our favorite  s is Hobgoblin Ruby Ale. Hard to find in Canada, but it's made right here in England! We also noticed some other  s from the same brewery that never made it across the pond. King Goblin, a more stronger ale and Black Wych, a stout. So delicious!
On Day Three, we left the AirBnB. Partly because we wanted to explore. But also because we noticed a bug infestation in our room! Beetles everywhere! Some of them were silver.
We just spent the afternoon walking down the boardwalk along the river.
Looks like he got muddy water. He said: 1 + 1 + 1 = 3
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