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Time and nature are eating away history....
The tunnels are underneath.
Some flowers Living on the stone.
proudly living in Wind and rain.
We had to go down again,
using slippery and muddy steps.
My daughter slipped away,
I held both hands on the railings and felt older than 90.
But we arrived downstairs in one piece.
With our minds still up at the places were people worked to keep the country safe.
Going down the mountain at sunset.
Leaving the castle to mystery and ghosts...
Are there any at Dover Castle?
We went to the shops.
Bought a pair of shoes which were a bit wider than those I was wearing.
They were cheap, but were perfect.
I even found the colour lipstick I'd been looking for for 5 years!!
Should have gone earlier. LOL!
Wanted to meet the owner of the hostel.
He was nowhere to be found.
We tried to find a place to eat,
but a lot was closed or too expensive.
Finally a friend at the app (!!) told us to go to a place
that made the best piripiri chicken: Nando's.
It was great!
Finally the owner was present at the hostel.
Turned out we had the wrong room.
He discovered it while we, ladies, were preparing for the night.
So we threw our stuff in the bag and went to the room which was to be ours.
That is was small wasn't a real problem.
The beds and loo were clean.
But the shower wasn't ready.
The mirror was at the floor.
The shower wasn't working.
No hot water.
And the wash basin was not even large enough for our hands.
But it was cheap...
During the night we woke up because of the torrential rain,
and the wind blowing under our beds.
I reminded myself to have a look if the floor was flooded
before leaving the bed.
We fell asleep at kid's bedtime,
and woke up before 5.
Packed our stuff and went.
We were on the road to London before 5, in rain and wind.