Travel Adventures: Blackpool Police Station

by a traveller

After a soggy hour or 2 of wandering the streets of Blackpool, I asked an Officer if it would be possible to arrest me so I would have somewhere warm and dry to sleep.

"During my annual pilgrimage to England I did the proper thing and went to bed early the night prior to my departure back to Toronto from Manchester. One important reason for getting up on time was that I was in Blackpool at the time and the first train (and the only train that would get me to the airport on time) departed at 6:10am. I had purchased one of those cheapo digital watches at a flea market and was depending on it to keep me abreast of the time. I woke up frequently through the night to check the time and at one moment of panic, I looked to see the time of 6:15 appear !!!! I did my best to keep composed and collected my wares and thought to myself "geez, it's pretty dark out for 6 in the morning....oh well, best get going. Out into the rainy street I wandered, passing 6 well consumed teenagers on the way. I thought they must have been at a hell of an all-nighter. Upon arriving at the train station soaking wet, I was greeted with a locked door....hmmmmmm?????? I looked at my watch again and this time it said that it was 12:34am. Oh....oh!!!! Having dropped my B&B key in the night slot, I had no way of returning to my room. After a soggy hour or 2 of wandering the streets of Blackpool, I asked an Officer if it would be possible to arrest me so I would have somewhere warm and dry to sleep. He obliged my request and arrested me for keeping improper time and sentenced me to 3 hours in the main lobby of the local constablitory. Yes the seats were hard and molded.... and yes I had to listen to the non-stop babbling of drunk tank, but it was dry and warm. I made my flight home to Toronto on the world's most cramped 757.....but hey, after the night before, I slept like I was in my own bed!"

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