

On Saturday I visited the strange, strange land of Blackpool. It's kind of like the lovechild of Las Vegas and Sydney's Royal Easter Show with a dash of Venice Beach. Anyone remember that episode of Mr Bean where he goes to the funfair, ends up looking after the baby all day and swallows a goldfish? Yeah.
After an oh-so-British fish & chips & mushy peas by the seaside, we waited in line for the epic ~Blackpool Tower~, opened to the public in 1894:
(above photo credit: http://deanburnep.primaryblogger.co.uk/category/deans-stuff/)

This was the view from the top - and looking down through the glass floor!



"Don't look down!"


We were lucky enough to visit while the annual Blackpool Illuminations was still being held. at 6:30pm, the city was lit up by over 20,000 lamps and one million LEDs.

We popped into Coral Island to try our luck on one of the hundred of machines... including the bad boy below, which involves a never-ending cycle of inserting a 2p coin then winning it back... until you lose it all.


"Please win me a Hello Kitty!"


On the way home, there were cancellations and major delays and we ended up stranded at Preston for a glorious chunk of our Saturday night. All was ok when we finally made it home and ordered Chinese food.