We continued north and stayed the night in Salford, which is supposed to be located in Manchester. The name of this hotel is AC Hotel by Marriott Manchester Salford Quays and one of the details that the hotel has done exceptionally well is the mirror behind the door.
Today was the fifth day of the UK tour with a visit to the Museum of Science and Industry in the morning and the Windermere Lake District experience in the afternoon.
Manchester, for men, for men who like football, is beyond desirable. My fellow traveller, Old Mew, broke away from the masses last night and snuck in to punch the clock first. For me, a shallow, ignorant and insular person, I was not even motivated to punch in.
The wind was strong in the morning at Manchester United Stadium and Linda, wearing a tiered black silk dress, was stuck in her car. I looked up at the sky and there was a battle between the clouds and the sun, clearly the sun had the upper hand and the sun was brewing and gathering mood in the sky and the sun was about to burst forth.
We took our usual photo punch and followed the crowd into the Man Utd mall. It was an instant find of presence, the merchandising, the reasonable prices, the women who were born to buy, unstoppable and impossible to resist. I looked at every piece of women’s sportswear and was dumb enough to try it on. I know how to be quick and accurate when it comes to buying clothes and quickly fell in love with a navy blue slim-fitting dress with a row of English on the chest.
One of the great things about travelling as a woman is that you forget your age. Most British women are plump and fleshy, and I felt like a tiny little girl with my slightly chubby figure, and totally thought I could handle this little girl’s tracksuit. I bought it immediately for £40, which I thought suited me particularly well at the time, and it turned out to be my pyjamas when I got home.
The men were excited too, it was so intoxicating to be in the space where they live with their idols and breathe up close.
Manchester, the second largest city in the UK, has a population of just 510,000. It is England’s main industrial centre, a distribution centre for goods and a financial centre city, and one of England’s eight core cities.
The morning is packed with activities, followed by a visit to the Museum of Science and Industry, a museum similar to the Chengdu Science and Technology Museum, which is the perfect place for parents to bring their children to have fun and gain knowledge.
Next to the museum is a railway station that was built in 1830 and is very much of its time.
The museum has exhibits on steam engines, locomotives and factory machinery, as well as a fascinating exhibition on the history of Manchester from the sewers. The part of the museum about textiles was presented by a real person, who had a passionate voice and a good sense of humour (many people laughed), and although I didn’t understand him, he was the most popular person in the museum. Children, and parents alike, were interested in leaning over the railings and listening to him without murmur. I was deeply impressed by him and the number of visitors he attracted.
I am particularly interested in the humanities, I guess it is because people like me, who have no heritage, like to focus on real life, the distant, untouchable past, which I know too little to delve into.
In fact, to my eyes, the British have a strong sense of family, and on many family trips, the father takes the main role of bringing up the children. Fathers are very gentle, with love in their eyes and patience. When the child dawdles, he dawdles with him and does not constantly urge him on.
It’s fun to see the humanities when you can’t understand the science.
The exterior of the museum looks like an older factory, similar to a red brick factory, the exterior of the house retains a lot of the old style, it is all stone paths, clean as a whistle, the stone paths are not as shiny as Oxford University was stepped on, but they are permeated with an age and rusticity that I love. This museum is authentic on the outside and genuine on the inside.
Inside, the museum is a veritable museum of science and industry. Built in 1983, the museum focuses on the history of science, technology and industrial development in Manchester and is visited by a constant stream of people. New displays are added as technology develops, reflecting the culmination of the industrial revolution, when handwork was gradually replaced by machines. It is one of the largest science museums in the world.
Hot kisses are also everywhere in the UK. Love must be expressed, and outside the museum doors, a couple in love, embracing and kissing each other, sweet breeze, sweet kiss.
