Day 1. – Monday

I woke up early in my king size bed in my room, at the Princess Street Suites, which is located in The Waterloo Street by the Waterloo Place in Edinburgh. I walked to a little Italian restaurant called Martone, down the street, and bought myself a deilicous panini. Then I packed my two bags and brought along all my maps and a compass. After that I ordered a strong, black coffee from the reception desk to keep me going on my trip. 


Then I filled up the tank in my white 2009 Mini Cooper Cabriolet and I was all set to hit the road. The reason I chose this exact car is because I've always wanted a Mini Cooper, and on a roadtrip on hot days it's just heaven to remove the roof and lift your hands/hand up in the sky while listening to tloud music! I started driving approximately 10 o’clock. I listened to my favorite roadtrip song “Hit The Road Jack” probably a thousand times over and over again until I threw the CD out of the window. Eventually, after 4-5 hours, I reached my first destination Scarborough. 

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I had already drawn a map in my head of where I was going to go. Above you can see my route taken from Google Maps.

My roadtrip went through these places: Edinburgh, Scarborough, Manchester and last but not least: London!!

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Day 2. - Tuesday

That night I slept at Harbourside Apartments just a few short meters from the ocean. I had no idea how I found this location. It was spectacular! From my window in my hotelroom you could see throughout the sea and into the horizon. 

The previous night I had ordered a english breakfast in bed. It came as ordered! I thought they might have miscalculated the number of people eating it. But somehow i managed to stuff myself with eggs and bacon, sausages, bread, baked beans , orange juice and hot english breakfast tea.  

After a tasty breakfast I ran down in my bikini to the beach and threw myself into the silkysmooth water. It was heaven on earth to just lay there and float. No worries and no concerns. 

I then went back to the hotelroom and my wonderful bed. I didn't feel so good so I tried to get some sleep. I slept for hours and when I woke up I felt like a different person. Later that evening I decided to carry on so I packed my bags and drove off in my white speed-machine.

I drove for 3 hours nonstop and reached Manchester!! 

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Day 3. - Wedensday

The previous night I checked into another fancy hotel called: The Old Trafford Lodge. Guess what! It's located just 800 metres from The Old Trafford football stadium. And you know what that means? I bought tickets from a woman on the street. She couldn't make it to the game so she offered them to me for a fear price. I was suspicious at first, but when she showed my the receipt and the tickets I lowered my shoulders and cracked open my wallet. 





The game started around 6:00 pm, but just in case I got there a few hours earlier. Manchester United was up against Arsenal. When the game started the crowd went bananas! The mood was insane! I don't think I have ever experienced anything like it. Manchester United won the match 3-0 and therefore I was forced by "manu" supporters to join them for a drink. Well, let's                                                                             just say that I didn't enter my hotelroom until                                                                             4:00 am.

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Day 4. - Thursday



I got up at 11:00 am. I drank 6 glasses of water and took a quick cold shower before I hit the road. The sun was shining all the way to Birmingham. The roof was down, the Ray-Ban's were on and the music was loud. What a trip that was! I almost felt sad when I got to Birmingham and I had to turn the music down significantly.




I actually managed to create a scheduale for what I wanted to see and visit in Birmingham. So I started out by finding my hotel: Nitenite, which was located in the center of Birmingham. I left my baggage in the reception, found my wallet and started walking towards a mall called Bullring just 15 minutes away. I shopped until I dropped, literally. I fell down on a sofa in a furniturestore. 

Later that day, after resting from my shopping-marathon, I drove to The National Sea-Life centre. The underwater creatures were astonishing! Beautiful creatures displayed for the world to see. It was very crowded with people but I just had myself to worry about so I managed okey! After this adventure I headed back to the hotel and ate a delicous beef steak with redvine-sauce. So that night I slept like a baby with a full stomach, dreaming about next day's destination: London!!!

                                                                                             





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Day 5. - Friday



My overfilled bag and I took place in the car, and drove off in the direction of the capital. Ït took 2 hours and 45 minutes before I got to London. I was so excited I actually had to scream very silently into my sweater. What a city! People were smiling and laughing + the sun was shining. Could life possibly be any better? 





Yes, it could. Guess what I ran into? Daniel Craig aka James Bond!! I was so starstrucked I could bearly say a word. He had obviously met a crazy, mute, fan before, so he took matters  into his own hands and we took a picture + he signed a James Bond poster for me. 

Believe it or not, my day carried on. And this is a summary of what my day consisted of:

Big ben, food, The London Eye, food (yum, fish'n'chips), Buckingham Palace, rest and more food.

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The day ended with some shooping in Oxford Street. I went to the trip's last hotel: 

The Wellesley. An extraordinary luxury hotel with the best beds in the Europe I would presume. 

This was without doubt, the best day of my life, so far!

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Suddenley I realized that I had reached my final destination. What a trip it had been! Altough I had been alone this entire trip, I hadn't felt lonely for even one second. I felt like I needed some alonetime to get to know myself better, and now i feel like I do.