Eurotrip v2.0, Vol II
Right now we're cooking breakfast and readying ourselves for a trek into Liverpool. We're staying with Eric's fiancé's apartment in Ellesmere Port, 30 minutes outside the city. It stands in pretty sharp contrast to the hostels we've been staying in. Everyone here lives in really narrow townhouses with all the common areas at the bottom and bedrooms upstairs. Abe and I get the couches downstairs. Last night we just relaxed and watched TV. The most popular channel here is the bSkyB network, run by the Evil Murdoch Empire, so it was largely Simpson's episodes and reality TV.
Eric is an interesting fellow. He left Gainesville in October of 2001 for a three month trip to Europe. He loved it here and fell for a British woman in Amsterdam who he's now engaged to. They work together around Europe in the travel industry, doing things like car rental in Greece. Claire, Eric's fiancé, is off right now getting training for a job either in the Canary Islands or Greece.
I can't wait to get back to the hostels. Sometimes I think half the reason I travel is to meet the people I meet there. Hostels are like old veteran lodges, where people come and fish tales of distant lands, crazy locals, and the most beautiful views in all the world. You have two types of people there: backpackers and urban explorers. The backpackers have been hiking or biking the country and camp nights on end. They pop into the hostels for a hot shower and a warm bed and company. Then there's the urban explorers like Abe and I, who hop cities and never see the countryside unless through the windows of a bus or train. It's a place though where all of the different vagabond souls can meet up together.
From Liverpool,
Trey Menefee
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