Blackpool is Britain's tacky, laid-back underbelly. The private domain of its working class, the town is a faded and sticky mix of Coney Island, Las Vegas, and Denny's. Spend A day "muckin' about" the beach promenade of fortune-tellers, fish-and-chips joints, amusement piers, warped mirrors, and Englanders wearing hats with built-in ponytails. Scream down roller coasters and eat "candy floss" until you're deliriously queasy. Some people love it…others hate it. But it is, without a doubt, a spectacle.