Solo Traveler in Liverpool is Not So Solo

My first friendly encounter was Paul. I had just come out of the Cavern Club (the famous club where the Beatles played) and I kindly let him know that there was no music until later in the day. How embarrassing. Paul is a local and a card-carrying member of the club. He needed no information from me. In fact. here’s what he has to share with you…

After leaving Paul, I walked up towards Liverpool One, a shopping district. On the way I stopped for a coffee and met Brian. Brian is 87 and was waiting for his wife who was shopping for a red dress in the store across the way. With a twinkle in his eye, he indicated by drawing a line across his thigh how short and sexy he wanted that dress to be. Clearly Brian loved to chat. He shared his knowledge of the history of Liverpool and his experiences during the war.

After Brian, I continued along and went to a couple of museums. I didn’t have time to actually tour the Tate Gallery but I stopped in to learn what it was about. This time I met Tifany from Canada. She worked at the ticket counter and all I had to do was ask why the Tate was in Liverpool and the information started flowing.  Tifany’s knowledge and enthusiasm matched the two born and bred Liverpudlians. She focused on the amazing art scene in this city and provided stories about the energy and amazing people here.