On November 4th 2005 I travelled from Birmingham to Liverpool by a National Express coach, with a funfare ticket that cost £4. It was a real bargain! My friend Owen went to pick me up at Liverpool coach station and from there we drove to his home in Great Sutton. Owen and I met in Venezuela a year before, and we celebrated our birthdays together in 2004.
In 2005 we celebrated together again but this time in England. His family received me with a lovely family dinner, and we talked a lot. Then on saturday Viv, his mum took me to the cinema with Sarah and Milly to see Nanny McPhee. It was a good laugh! That night was the Guy Fawkes night or Bonfire night, celebrated on November 5th.
Guy Fawkes Night (more commonly known as Bonfire Night, Cracker Night and sometimes Fireworks Night) is an annual celebration on the evening of the 5th of November. It celebrates the foiling of the Gunpowder Plot of the 5th of November 1605 in which a number of Roman Catholic conspirators, including Guy Fawkes, attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament in London, England. Later, Pablo, Owen and I went to Chester clubbing.
On November 6th, Stuart, Pablo ( a friend form Argentina) and I went to a pub walk around a place named Burnbury, near Chester. It took us about 4 hours to do all the walk to the Canal, and it was absolutely fantastic.
On November 7th, was Owen's Birthday and we went to Chester Zoo. It is a very good zoo and it has diverse animals well, preserved. We had tea and cake later at his. Later we went for Thai food.
November 8th 2005 was a very special date in my life. For the very first time I visited Liverpool and, one of my greatest dreams ever came true. I went to the Albert Dock with sarah, we visited the Beatles Story Museum, had a meal at HaHa! and visited Tate Gallery. Then we tried to find Mathew Street to go to the Caven Club, but the rain made it impossible to find it.
At night, the family made me a lovely birthday dinner, and Paul phoned me to wish me happy birthday. My family sent me e-mails from Venezuela, and I have to say I was sooooooo happy, that everytime I remember the old days in England I cry. Those have been the most beautiful days I've ever had in my life, I think I have never been so happy, but I wish I experience this kind of happiness from time to time....
On weekend, November 10th, I travelled on my own to Manchester to meet my friend Michael, who travelled from Hamburg just to see me.
We had a lovely time and then I went back to Nuneaton on the 12th. Paul had my birthday presents waiting for me at home. Oh Glorious days when everything was new and all my memories were happy.! But no worries, now that I belong in Liverpool, my life is getting better all the time!
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