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September 4th, 2004
Portsmouth, England
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Today we decided to go visit our friend Danielle in Portsmouth, on the southern tip of England. To do this we added at least two days to our travels, but it would be worth it to have the chance to hang out with someone who knew the area that could show us around and show us a good time.
The bus ride to Portsmouth wasn't unlike the scenery in Ontario, but at times it was quite breathtaking nonetheless. I took way too many pictures, but all in the hopes of catching a good one once in a while. We also passed through some interesting medeival towns.
Once in Portsmouth, we were completely unable to get ahold of Danielle. And tried we did. I probably made twenty or thirty phone call attempts, but she never answered her cell, and her aunt and grandma were clueless as to where she might be. In fact, we never got ahold of her.
I ate some pretty good fish'n'chips, though. Afterwards, it was getting dark, and we had nowhere to stay. We stopped in a nearby bed and breakfast, and there we learned that we were the 25th people to come in asking for vacancy since it had been booked up. Things were looking very sketchy.
A local gave some great advice, recommended a cheap cab company, and pointed us to the part of town where all the hostels are. We called a few desperately, and finally found one that could accomodate the three of us, albeit in separate rooms with other people. It was all we could do though. We took a cab there, and although it was only 10pm, went to sleep nearly immediately. I was in no mood to take pictures when I was there.
