LIVERPOOL

Guys. I have sad news. This is my last England post. I know, it's awful. Perish the thought and all that. But this isn't to say you won't see more travel photos sprinkled throughout future posts. C'mon, did you really think I would have been able to share all five thousand of them by now?

Two days before I left the land of the Brits, I had one last hurrah with Jess and Damien in the form of a day trip to Liverpool. Surprisingly, it seemed to be a quieter city than most; maybe not less busy, but just more subdued. We began with meandering through the huge shopping centre, making our way to Albert Docks and the Maritime Museum. Albert Docks is infamous for being the main port where slavetraders would deliver and sell slaves. A section of the Maritime Museum featured the International Slavery Museum, which was incredibly interesting. Though after the "glamorous" sites of London and York and Edinburgh, it was a harsh contrast to walk through a grimmer side of history.

After a quick stop at the Beatles' exhibit, we made our way back to the city centre, spending way too long in Thornton's Chocolates and eating lunch while listening to a Beatles-wannabe street performer. We had two or three more spots we wanted to see, and I'm sure we would have if our first stop hadn't been the Liverpool Cathedral. The Liverpool Cathedral is the largest cathedral in England, and to say it staggered us would be an understatement. The exterior wasn't particularly pretty, but when we walked through the door, we were totally and completely gobsmacked. Never in my life have I felt so tiny. The vaulted ceilings soared above us, and the stained glass windows outshone any I'd seen. I need to invent some words glorious enough to describe the stunning beauty of that place. Long story short, we ended up spending the rest of our day wandering around the cathedral in awe. After a coffee run (because coffee), we made sure to scurry back to the train station before sunset, because let's just say Liverpool nightlife doesn't have the best reputation.

Though it may not be as enchanting or lively as other cities, Liverpool (or should I say the Liverpool Cathedral because guys, have I mentioned how stunning it was) was the perfect farewell-to-England excursion. It's hard to forget all the memories we made that day, and - I'm gonna mention it again - the beauty of that cathedral is still burned in my mind. Jess and I still laugh over our memorable Liverpool-moments, and how we ate chocolate and sang Disney songs on the train home. (Damien likes to say he refrained from joining us, but... he didn't.)

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p.s. I'll be shooting my Q&A vlog soon, so now is the time to submit any questions! Just leave them in the comments.