Whether it is a curse or a blessing in disguise, to get the best out of your travel across the United Kingdom, it is best to stay away from mainstream cities here. While Belfast can only be good enough to give you the experience of a new city in a far away country, it is Ballycastle and Portrush that carry the essence of Ireland, its tall cliffs, raging deep blue seas and clear skies.Northern Ireland is relatively small compared to the other three countries and the drive between these three main destinations will not take you any more than 2-3 hours.WHAT TO EAT WHILE IN THE UKSavour as many of their bakery breads as you can. They may not be so fresh in any other part of the world. Fish and chips and Jacket potatoes are the most popular dishes across the UK. They can make the cheapest authentic lunch you could ask for. Finally, if you do have a sweet tooth, don’t miss out on delicious desserts like the apple crumble pie with custard.Of course there is much more to see in the United Kingdom. After all, it isn't for nothing that it is a Kingdom and not just a country. But it's good to leave some things for a next time, and just cover these during your first visit. Have faith in the fact that the traveller in you will bring you back here, another time!BEST TIME TO VISIT June to September, unless you want to battle the piercingly cold winds in addition to all the exploring!
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Day 6 (Dublin): I arrived in Dublin via Aer Lingus from London Gatwick. The flight takes about an hour and you have to pay for everything on-board like water, light snacks etc., but otherwise the flight was okay. After landing I went through the immigration at Dublin airport and it was very smooth, no questions asked. Outside the airport, I waited at a near by church, which is a Paddywagon bus pick-up/drop-off point to/from their office. Their bus picked me up at 4:00 pm and dropped me off at my hotel, opposite their office, in Dublin.
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The Scottish capital has a lot to offer including exotic sceneries, royal castles, and a memorable holiday.
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Prosperous avenues criss-cross here. Fashion defines the place.
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Tucked away in the north western corner of England, in a region sweetly called Cumbria, is a slice of heaven on earth. Tremendous calm pervades large lakes while mountains ring their perimeter, sheltering them from the outside world. Winding trails caress these mountains, revealing around every turn a panoramic view of blue, green and brown. There is a fuzzy line between this place and a pleasant dream where all is well with the world and there is nothing but infinite beauty. The Romantics have walked these paths and opened up a whole new world of poetry for the layman, and I totally get how and why. If I was asked to recommend one place in England, this would be it. It is a lethal combination of the barren highlands of Scotland, the desolateness of North Wales and the cuteness of the The Cotswolds – all rolled into one sweeping landscape. You would think that could get a little crowded, but in the Lake District there is room for it all and more. I especially loved it that the towns that ring these lakes abound in local stores, artisan markets, heavenly bakeries, inviting independent eateries and a theater for dance and drama. Best of both worlds, I daresay. The visit to Wordsworth's cottage at Grassmere was a pilgrimage of sorts. The couch purported to be the one he meant in “for oft when on my couch I lie” gave me the goosebumps; I could see him reclining there as he looked out the window towards Lake Grassmere and the surrounding fells. I ran my hand over the packing case he used on his trip to Europe, which was the seed from which the Romantic era sprung. It was soft, leathery and ethereal. Outside, I gawked; inside I knelt in homage to one of the first few poets who challenged elitist poetry and brought it to the masses. My pilgrimage concluded with a visit to the Wordsworth family grave, and also a walk the next day near Lake Ullswater, very close to the daffodil fields that inspired this poem. Om.