Most travel experiences are valuable but few just magically deliver whatever you want as soon as you mention it. I don't know what kind of magic potion lolo and I have taken but somehow we seem to be shaping reality around us.
We arrived in Manchester, UK at the ass crack of dawn on Saturday. After leaving the bags at the airport storage, we took a quick and pleasant train ride to Piccadilly.
It's beautiful down there - canals, street art, and a certain awesomeness in the air that is usually present in areas where people have a good time a lot. "lolo, we are prime time to find some afters. It's 6 am on a Saturday" and I swear 3 minutes after I said that we felt the soft "thump-thump" of bass. As I stand there with my ear to the wall of a building trying to decipher if I am on top of a club, some passerby calls "they are open on the other side".
We turn the corner and find the the "afters". We briefly considered going in but ultimately decided to go exploring instead.
Yeah, we totally stumbled upon Manchester Comic Con. We didn't have time to stand in line to walk in but spent about an hour hanging outside making friends with cosplayers. I kept saying "Now I want to see ..." and name a random character and seconds later one would appear.
We arrived in Manchester, UK at the ass crack of dawn on Saturday. After leaving the bags at the airport storage, we took a quick and pleasant train ride to Piccadilly.
The city was just starting to wake up. There were no peopless out except for some occasional cabs. We don't have anything specific we want to see so we wonder around making snap decisions at each intersection which way looks more appealing. And thus we end up in Manchester's gay village.
It's beautiful down there - canals, street art, and a certain awesomeness in the air that is usually present in areas where people have a good time a lot. "lolo, we are prime time to find some afters. It's 6 am on a Saturday" and I swear 3 minutes after I said that we felt the soft "thump-thump" of bass. As I stand there with my ear to the wall of a building trying to decipher if I am on top of a club, some passerby calls "they are open on the other side".
We turn the corner and find the the "afters". We briefly considered going in but ultimately decided to go exploring instead.
We get breakfast and drinks at Federal Cafe and it's ridiculous. I am usually the first person to snicker at "English food" but this place was amazing.
We wonder the streets some more and see a group of cosplayers. We try to follow them but lose them. "Maybe they are coming home from a party" I say. "Yeah, or maybe it's comic con" replies lolo and as soon as she says this we stumble upon another group of cosplayers. Can you guess what happened next?
Yeah, we totally stumbled upon Manchester Comic Con. We didn't have time to stand in line to walk in but spent about an hour hanging outside making friends with cosplayers. I kept saying "Now I want to see ..." and name a random character and seconds later one would appear.
We had to me back at the airport by noon but before we left we managed to stop by John Rylands Library and Manchester Art Gallery.
The library has a little guardian dragon named Grumbold and he is adorable. You can find him peeking in from the top floors.
And having afternoon tea
We stopped by Manchester Art Gallery on our way back to the airport and caught a glimpse of the Fashion & Freedom exhibit.

It was time to go back to the airport and head to Czech Republic. Manchester was amazing but little did we know that the biggest surprise of all was waiting for us in Prague.
Manchester at a glance
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