I've wanted to visit Liverpool for a very long time but it took me a while to finally book a flight, counting on my cousins to give me shelter. I hoped this city to offer me a local-like experience instead of a Beatlemania pilgrimage. Don't get me wrong, I love The Beatles but Liverpool is so much more than the Fab Four and LFC. From impressive cathedrals to a groovy nightlife, from hip cafés to free admission art galleries, from a memorable and iconic waterfront to the neverending high street buskers, Liverpool has a little bit of everything in its recipe and that's exactly what makes it so easily enjoyable. I particularly enjoyed my morning stroll around Albert Dock, where the warehouses were converted into interesting museums, gastropubs and must-see exhibition venues. Modern architecture mixed with the old buildings by the riverfront pleased my eye while my ears were invaded by Scouse accent and a cold gust of wild wind. Scousers are pretty friendly, I'll give you that! Walking along Bold Street in the evening, getting lost (literally) in Sefton Park after dark, dining at a Lebanese restaurant for a life-changing food experience... Liverpool was indeed full of little adventures. I was expecting snow but all I had was rain and hail. If you ask me if I feel like coming back to Liverpool, fuck yes, I do! There are many things and places yet to see and visit such as Birkenhead Park and New Brighton - probably more inviting during Summertime. It's a vibrant, easygoing place, cheaper than London and still insanely cool. Until next time, I can always listen to some Merseybeat.