I've always loved London, but I'd been there twice already. Liverpool was wonderful, and I truly loved that old port city. Amazingly gracious people. As a Beatles fan, I reveled in total Beatles immersion, but I loved the whole atmosphere. Even though the Christmas season was in full swing, residents were gracious when a lost tourist asked for directions. The city is gritty, working class, and friendly. I felt at home, reminded of New Orleans. One gentleman even discussed American football, telling me he liked the Green Bay Packers. I didn't know American sports had any following over there, but we talked at length about the Saints.
Though smaller than London, Liverpool doesn't lack in history or culture. The Walker Gallery offers an impressive display of art from the medieval era to the present, and the Tate Liverpool provides an amazing collection of modern art. Merseyside Maritime offers a compelling history of the port, and the International Slave Museum stands as a testament to humanity's capacity for cruelty as well as its ability to triumph over adversity. The Liverpool Playhouse, the Royal Court, and LIPA(to name a few) provide compelling entertainment.
Of course, no one can travel to Liverpool without visiting the many places made famous by the Beatles and their music. Various tours take you to the homes of the Beatles and the sites made famous through their music. The Beatles Story Museum holds Beatle memorabilia and provides a wonderful perspective of the Fab Four's rise to fame. Throughout this year, White Feather: The Spirit of Lennon, Julian Lennon's tribute to his father, offers a touching view on the life of the late John Lennon.
I'd also love to see Italy, Germany, Scotland, and Wales. I've seen Ireland(which is beautiful) and London. Liverpool, however, had me enthralled. One day, I'll go back.