It's that time of year again, when we spend an entire day driving up to Manchester but it's oh so worth it. We left Exeter at 10:30 and had to pick up Al in Bristol but strangely the pride corsa carrying 5 revellers passed us just outside of Bristol even though they were meant to leave hours before :)
At 5:30, we finally arrived in Manchester to go around the city centre twice becuase of the stupid one way system. We dropped off Al at her luxury 4* MacDonald hotel with spa and gym and then went onto our 'special' travelodge. Oh it was a treat, with stains on the walls, our view of the bins, the lifts never go on our floors, they only go above or below, the air conditioning is outside our window so it constantly has a dull noise, we have mould on the extractor in the bathroom and chips out of the bath. Oh it was 'special' indeed.
Funnily enough, we didn't want to stay in the travelodge any longer than necessary for fear of catching something so we walked into town and had a thai meal and then entered the bubble of Manchester Pride and as usual, our destination was Eden. And what table, the lube table of our first year!
Much to Al's annoyance, Jen played the 'my friend is on crutches' card and jumped the queue to get the wrist bands. We had shot after shot, after shot, to the point that they gave us all free t-shirts. A few prides ago, Jen and I pledged to never play 'I have never' together again, however, enough shots caused the start of the game.
Needless to say, we had a long walk home the wrong way with me saying "I'm not drunk, see I can still mapread!"
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