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... the car to return to the hotel and a warm room but before we got thee we decided to visit a large retail complex just up the road from the hotel so we went to see what type of shops it contained. It reminded us of Cambridge with more shops, including clothing stores and, like Cambridge, each shop was separate.
We hope the wind is a little less boisterous tomorrow as we intend to visit some of the sites on the shores of Loch Ness.
... it was Saturday and that the
festivals and the Military Tattoo are going on this week. The city itself is
really old and made of pink sandstone buildings that have blackened over the
years. The guide said they don’t clean them because it weakens the stone, but I
think they’d look better clean! It is obvious that there have been a lot of very
rich people living here over the years based on the huge and beautiful
buildings and gardens. Lots ...
... peat and how deep it is. Oh and by the way, a loch is different from a lake because a loch is a body of water that can be connected to the sea, or just like a lake, but salted. Most or our lakes in the USA are fresh water. Anyway, they also can't prove that the monster is real, because they have high tech equipment, but not high tech enough. However, they do have cameras set up all along the lake, and on ...
... good time. Just bought a small heater so we don't use our gas all the time; we're toasty and full of spicy pasta - watching Lewis of all things. The satellite TV is now working perfectly after a five minute discussion with the 'dish' people. We're told that we'll still get English FTA programs through much of France and Southern Germany, if we really are hard up for entertainment! Haven't watched a skerrick of news.
Since our last blog this is what ...
Mid-trajectory, Alison exclaims with sudden alarm, "We forgot the flowers!!!" My goodness, to see the panic on her face, you could have believed the flowers represented some saintly cure for the damned, the Philosopher's Stone itself! I told her it was fine, let’s just get to the train. Now, bearing in mind I had already experienced a fairly overwhelming day, what ensued very nearly finished me off. We arrive at the ...