Millennium Centre

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13 June 2013

BBQ's and Goodbyes

There've been a lot of end-of-the-term/my-time-here events going on, so I figured I'd just lump them together.

My friend Julia had a BBQ in Bute Park (which is a very short walk away from Talybont where I live) on May 29th. She was getting ready to leave (so early!) and wanted something to cap it off. I got to meet her friends from the hiking society and we all enjoyed the burgers, crisps and other finger-foods.
Nature!
Bridge over the River Taf
Those brave souls went through the icy water!
I went to another BBQ on June 1st, this time for CathSoc. We went to Bute Park as well, but we entered through a gate that was roughly across from the Uni.
River Taf 

Kebabs, burgers and sausages. Yum! 
Our lovely group!
We had a some sing-alongs after lunch
In early June, I walked up to Roath Park. Sadly, I didn't get to see the famous Scott Memorial Lighthouse (time constraints), but I did enjoy strolling through.




I found a secret area. No hidden treasures though.


On June 8th, I did a little exploring. I walked through Bute Park again, over the bridge that I'd visited previously with Julia's BBQ. The day was absolutely stunning. There were people of all ages (along with their dogs) there enjoying the sunshine.
Fun Fact #35: I think I've seen more children on leashes than dogs on leashes!


I ended up in this area called Pontcanna. This place looked on the posher end of things. The walkways were really clean, the gardens were full of delicate and fussy-looking flowers, there were some nice cars about and the people were stylishly dressed. I felt like I stood out like a sore thumb!
Roses outside a church
I ended up finding this place called the Fat Pig Deli. It was absolutely adorable. I got a pulled-pork sandwich and a Blood Orange San Pellegrino. As I was munching contentedly on my sandwich, I saw someone who seemed a bit familiar...
See the guy in the Doctor Who shirt from the Sherlock filming last month? I saw him again. I didn't get another picture though, that would've been creepy.
The way the owners greeted him made me think that this guy is a regular there! I was shocked. What are the chances of me seeing the really fit rigging guy from the Sherlock filming?
And before you ask:
1) There wasn't any Sherlock filming going on in the area. I think it's on a summer break right now.
2) I am 95% certain it's the same guy. I may be terrible with names, but I remember faces and let's just say that his is quite memorable...
3) Eerie coincidence: I was wearing the exact same dress I wore to the filming. 
I was almost tempted to go up to him, but honestly, what could I say? "Hey, pardon me, but you look familiar. Were you at the Glamorgan Building on May 16th when they were filming Sherlock?" I felt really nervous just thinking about it. Besides, he seemed to be in a rush and I just really wanted to finish my sandwich. You win this time, pulled-pork...
I did talk to the guys at the counter after I finished my sandwich. I asked if they made their own bread (they do) and we spoke about all sorts of stuff. Seriously, being an American is an instant conversation-starter. I'll miss having that when I go back home.

So, that's really about it. I'll be flying out of Heathrow before I know it.

Cheers!

12 June 2013

Scouse-istan


Early Thursday morning, I embarked on a train for Liverpool with my friend Juani and her friend Lauranne. We were quite the little international cohort: Spain, France and USA all were represented.
Bore Da Talybont South!
St. Mary's Street in Cardiff at 4:30 am
There's something really Zen about being awake before the city is.
We arrived at the trainstation just in time for out train at around 5 am. Ahead of us was a four-hour ride.
We got to Liverpool around 9 am.
Liverpool has some of the weirdest combinations of architecture. Stay tuned, it's about to get weirder
We looked at the Church of St. Luke (aka the bombed-out church). It was bombed during the Liverpool Blitz of 1941 and today remains as a shell of a building with no roof.
It hosts a diverse range of events, including Tai Chi and concerts! 
Right down the road from this was the Liverpool Chinatown.

Fu Dog! I haven't seen one of these since Beijing (c. 2010) 
Even the lampposts are decorated!
The Gate, seen from across the road
It felt a little bit like stepping back into the Forbidden City for a little bit!
I think this was the first bilingual sign I've seen that wasn't English/Welsh
So colourful!
After, we trekked up the hill to see the Liverpool Cathedral.


Wait, if you're a cathedral... Then why are you so modern?
Alright, Gothic Architecture, my camera. You know how this goes. Expect the artsy shots.



Interior of the cathedral to follow!


There was a photography competition going on 
We put magnets on our home regions (Vermont, Castilla-la-Mancha, and near Montpellier) 







I had a bit of trouble reconciling the architectural style with the uniformity and precision of the stones. I soon learned that the foundation stone was laid in 1904 and the cathedral was dedicated in 1978.
Fun Fact #34: The architect, Giles Gilbert Scott, was a Roman Catholic. Naturally, it caused a stir when this surfaced.












Quick, guess the Saint!
Your guess is as good as mine!
We also poked around the photography exhibit (I didn't take pictures of the displays there. I wasn't sure of the rules surrounding this).
Here, have this artsy photo instead
The vast majority of the touristy stuff in Liverpool is down on the Albert Dock. This entailed us walking back down the hill, probably through the side of the city a lot of tourists aren't shown...


Ooh, unintentional overlapping shot. I'm such an artiste


Another oddity of Liverpool are the Superlambananas. While most cities have statues of horses, cows or eggs that are decorated, Liverpool decided to invent their own creature and have it spread through the streets. Here are all the pictures I have of them:
This one used to have a red chef's hat 

Child-devouring specimen

"When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die". 





We arrived at the Docks and did a circuit around.
Sailors' Gate

See what I meant about the architecture? It's all together, old and new!



Next on our list was the Merseyside Maritime Museum. Various floors were dedicated to various exhibits. We went into the Customs and Borderpatrol exhibit, the International Slavery Museum (about the Atlantic Slave Trade), and the Titanic Exhibit.

American Revolution!
A modern sculpture from Haiti 
West African-style house 


I didn't take any photos of the Titanic exhibit (I think they had some signs prohibiting it in certain sections). But they did have a roster of passengers. For fun, I checked to see if anyone matching my last name was onboard. Low and behold, there were two men in third class who perished at sea. I was shocked, my last name isn't very common. This definitely calls for some more research!
The Docks
More of the Docks 
We stopped for a lunchbreak nearby this park.

These look like the wind turbines from Halo: Reach


We then made our way to the Museum of Liverpool.



The fence along the path had some lovelocks on it (they're popping up everywhere! Juani said it's because they featured in an Italian romance novel or something!). 



Juani and the Draft Horse
In the museum, we saw a short movie on Liverpool's most famous sons, The Beatles. To be honest, I didn't grow up with The Beatles, so my first exposure to them was when I heard "Yellow Submarine" ad infinitum during commutes to summer camp with a bunch of children. Probably not the best introduction.
There were other exhibits, including a China one. I felt quite in my element there!
The museum was a bit overwhelming. There were a lot of exhibits all in one small area.
After this, we made our way to The Cavern Club, where The Beatles first performed after returning from Hamburg.

John Lennon statue
Bricks with the names of bands/people who've performed at the Cavern Club 




I suppose it would've meant more to me if I were a Beatles fan.
Our next stop was the Bluecoat Chambers, which had some art exhibits in it.
So lovely!
We saw one exhibit called I exist (in some way). It was about identity in the Middle East. Fascinating subject matter. I highly recommend it.


We finished up the day by sunbathing in a park. It was a lovely way to close out our trip.

The trainride was really long and exhausting. It didn't help that there was a rather verbose man in our car. He seemed to be talking on a mobile, but he was monologuing at the person on the other end of the phone. I couldn't place what language he was using.

Ok, as a postscript, Liverpool and its various stereotypes. I definitely saw some dodgy stuff going on. I also saw the infamous "Trackies and trainers" look being sported. Lastly, I had quite the earful of Scouse accents. Here are two choice incidents:
When we were walking down the street towards the Bluecoat Chambers, there was a man on his mobile behind us. He started off by saying he wanted "a fooking cider!". He then proceeded to relate a story alternating "fooking" and its variants with normal words.
During the wait for the train, we heard some guys getting into a heated arguement. I was worried that they were about to throw punches!

I think that's enough excitement for me.

Cheers!