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Woolley Bridge

Hey Soul Mates,
day 2 of our tour is posted in pictures. This was a travel day. We drove from Sheffield to Liverpool. By this point, I was getting a little bolder with the roundabouts. Although, I missed a major turn in Liverpool and we took the long way around town to get to Albert Dock.

Along the way we wound through the mountainous Peak District, even getting into a thick fog that reduced vision to inches. The area was beautiful, green and hilly. We stopped in the Spring Tavern in Woolley Bridge for lunch. Most of the group did fish & chips with mushy peas. I did the sausage baguette. The couple who owned the place were very nice and told us the history of the building, which dates to the 1830's. I like the name Woolley Bridge, something very English about it. We saw enough wool bearing animals along the way, to be sure.

Just finished watching England win it's 2nd match of the World Cup, a decent nail-biter v. Trinidad & Tobago. After all the build up about Wayne Rooney's foot while we were in the UK, I can see why the British are excited that he's playing. Once again, I'm in my David Beckham shirt, so if you see me around L.A. today, you'll know why. Representing!

Poor US team. Don't even want to talk about them. Come On, England!

Love, Power, Peace

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