Laxey is a lovely village on a hill, and very hard to photograph from the bus or tram.
In summer, you can take a horse-drawn tram for a ride along the Promenade. We went home in the electric tram behind.
Old London buses are used on the island, winding up and down narrow village streets along the coast. I could have touched some of the buildings from upstairs.
Not quite Hollywood, but Douglas has its own sign on the hill.
This is one of (slightly stuffed) rare Manx sheep. Apparently, this one doesn't have especially large horns. Some even have six horns.
Laxey is a lovely village on a hill, and very hard to photograph from the bus or tram.
In summer, you can take a horse-drawn tram for a ride along the Promenade. We went home in the electric tram behind.
Old London buses are used on the island, winding up and down narrow village streets along the coast. I could have touched some of the buildings from upstairs.
Not quite Hollywood, but Douglas has its own sign on the hill.
This is one of (slightly stuffed) rare Manx sheep. Apparently, this one doesn't have especially large horns. Some even have six horns.
1 comment:
Oh, sigh! I wish I was there. I bought some Loughtan wool but still haven't done anything with it. I must remedy that. Not that it is any good for your dying.
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