Goldilands B & B Kelso
Roxburgh Road Kelso, Borders, Scotland, TD5 8TP, United Kingdom
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Weekend with our dear friends Helen and Roy
... ranges, an area used for military training complete with tanks! We walked through pine forest, the trees looking like ladies in crinoline petticoats, across open moorland that was windswept and desolate and down to farmland with plentiful numbers of sheep and a very inviting tea room. We did however decide to save the Tea Room for another day.
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A drive to the coast on Sunday morning saw us walking along the ...
Day 7, To the Castle (Happy Birthday to Carrie W)
... the Ship Inn, and I tried the 'speckled hen' beer. Very nice. Back on the road, Windows down, blasting it out to Kidd Rock, with Carol screaming out, "hay you tweed clad folks, we've come to nixs your glasses and steel your men" ha ha (I have been taking great beer glasses from all this pubs, 18 so far!!!) We passed Swalkworth castle, then Dunstonburgh castle. Now let's talk about driving over here....Round Abouts!!!!! We drove maybe ...
Kelso Abbey
... along the river and had lunch before visiting the
abbey and then heading back to Edinburgh. Kelso, is really out in the middle of nowhere, and can only be reached by bus, but at least it could be reached by public transportation...thank you Great Britain :) .
But the countryside was so lovely, I could not complain. The Borders
landscape is quite different from the Highlands. It is still mountainous,
but ...
16 Kilts, 2 Bagpipes, Haggis and a Picnic Rug!
... jewels) were a bit of a let-down. They make you line up and follw this line through for about 30 minutes, the honours are at the end, and there's only a sword, a sceptre, a crown and the stone of destiny. Bloody big sword though!! Bought me a picnic blanket on my way to meet Cat, then met up with her, had a drink and back to hers to chill out before my train back that evening. All-in-all, a great weekend, and I do hope to get back there one day, just not sure when! L :-) ...
Edinburgh, Scotland
... be joining my flatmates as one of them is singing with a french man at one of the pubs. It'll be my first time in a pub here so now I will know what it's like to try to interpret what a drunken Scotsman is saying! Darren (the one who recently interviewed me in a phone call) laughed when he explained how difficult it is for us Noth American's when trying to understand the scottish accents with a few drinks in them. I'll let you know ...

