After a few hours of sleep at The Cottage, I was back on the road again! A pre-packed bag was already for me by the back door, so after hanging up my tent to dry, I returned to Manchester to where Clare had just stepped off the flight from Seattle (via Iceland). We were almost both as tired and dazed as each other, but in anticipation of this, Clare had sorted us out with a decent place to chill for the evening, somewhere south of the airport and north of Birmingham.
A attraction of a long and undisturbed sleep took precedent over the spa, restaurant and bar. Sometimes just a shower and a bed are all you want! The next day, after a very late check out, we took a walk around a local lake (where we saw an otter!), before heading the final way south to Somerset to hang out with the family for a few days.
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