A couple of weekends ago my little sis and I packed up my Fiat 500 to hit the motorway and drive down to Liverpool for one night only to see Future Islands, one of our all time favourite bands, at the o2 Academy.
Over four hours later after an easy drive from Glasgow, apart from a Google Maps fail that took us through Kerry Katonas home town of Warrington, we pulled up to the Pullman Liverpool Hotel a.k.a our new happy place.
I pride myself on living in one of the friendliest cities in the world, frequently wanting to hug the cheery staff at passport control when arriving back from, ahem, more frosty locations ( yeah, you LONDON) but Liverpool is even friendlier.
The staff at the Pullman were all delightful and a little bit cheeky and they made our stay a total dream. To kick of proceedings we had a cocktail in the hotel bar to get us into the groove and then headed up to our top floor room to get into our fluffy robes and drink Cava while putting on heaps of make up – it was Liverpool after all.
The Pullman is pretty new and the rooms are fab, I’m sure which ever one you get will have a good view but it’s worth asking for a high level. Ours had impressive views of the docks and big wheel and the insane shower and bed made us question the use of squatters rights so we’d never have to sleep on mediocre bedding again.
The great thing about Liverpool is that it’s compact so we could’ve got about all on foot but we got an Uber into town, which only took a few minutes. I’d booked a table at Shiraz as it’s top rated on Tripadviser and serves Turkish Barbecue, which is totally our jam.
Lucky we’d booked as the place was packed, the service was really friendly (standard) and the food was divine, we each had Ali Nazik – BBQ chargrilled small pieces of chicken served on a bed of smoked aubergine, Shiraz Special Sauce and garlic yoghurt, washed down with a glass of red. Mixing all the draaaanks.
The o2 Academy was just around the corner but we swung by the Cavern Club to take a look at the statue of our Cilla.
You know when things go incredibly smoothy, not one hiccup? That was our trip. We sailed on into the venue, which was a brilliant size, nice and small, with a delightful crowd and obviously a freaking excellent band.
We sunk a few drinks, danced our little socks off and then my sis topped off the night by buying us band T-shirts – ughhhh the sheer joy of merch.
Uber got us back quickly and so easily to our snugly beds at the Pullman ( we sensibly avoided the hotel bar,) where we slept like babies and then ambled down for an impressive breakfast spread, although thanks to the array of sweet beverages the night before, I couldn’t quite do it justice.
We then walked along the dock to the Tate to check out Tracey Emin’s bed, touch everything in the brilliant gift shop and then have a look in the shops – there’s definitely some good shopping to be had there.
Unfortunately we had no time to do any Beetles stuff as we had a date with the KFC at Gretna Services but that’s cool because it means we get to go back again soon.
Liverpeeeeeewl you rock!
Byeee bitches xxx