I have officially been in England for six days. I have no idea where to begin. Oh, yes I do: I love it here. Ormskirk is possibly the cutest town I have ever seen in my life. There are little shops and boutiques on cobble stone streets, and tons and tons of British people. (Quite possibly my favorite part).
Since I have been here my friends and I have been to Conwy Castle, in Wales, and Liverpool. Even though those places were incredible, I can't help but love Ormskirk more. On our first trip to Liverpool, on the way back in the train, the conductor came on the speakers to announce our final approach to Liverpool. My friends and I sat there and listened to this:
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Our last stop is Ormskirk where this train terminates. As we enter Ormskirk you will notice that it is not like Liverpool. The air is cleaner, the grass is greener. Everyone is smiling. Even the horses are smiling. You will be getting off in a few short minutes, and I will be making my way back to Liverpool, unfortunately. I would rather not go back, but I have to. So sit back and relax as we enter Ormskirk.
But do us a favor lads before you leave the train: take your girls with you. You don't want to forget them on the train. They'll be quite upset with you, and no one wants that. If you don't take your girls with you they won't continue to put up with you. If you leave 'em we won't know what to do with 'em. So fellas remember to take your girlfriend or wife back with you, we can't have them here. Cuz if you leave her, who's gonna cook your supper?"
It's this kind of humor and good natured quality that I am loving about Ormskirk and England in general.
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