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... were puddles of ice
And frost crunching grass
Sliding and slipping
Walking tractor track paths
We spent most our days
By the fires just stoking
Took turns in the tub
For relaxing and soaking
Our dinner did last us
Roast gravy reheats
The wood burning stove
Was each meal's eats
Karyn Where's Wally'd
And Ben read his book
I pottered round
In the wee Bothy nook
Scattergories kept us
... was quite turbulent but I managed to get a fair amount of z's,. Ryan, not so much! Paying for a slight upgrade of our seats meant it was only ryan and I in the row of seats so no one bothering us, it was worth it! 1 movie, 6 chapters of my book, 50 games of solitaire and 3 meals later, we landed in Johannesburg. 0105 local ...
... the plane out. Of course by now the tractor has gone off to deal with other flights so we sit there stuck in a rut for about half an hour before we finally get off.
Kathleen as always seems to happen draws the short straw and has a Spanish woman behind her who is constantly banging against the back of Kathleen's seat. Eventually Kathleen asks the stewardess to ask the woman to stop which stops it go some extent at ...
... special and important part of this big day. We had an amazing harpist playing a Scottish wedding song, “Looking at a Rainbow through a dirty window”, which doesn't have the most romantic title, but it truly has a beautiful sound and rhythm to it. At first David was turned around so he couldn't see me, but as soon as we made it to the front, he turned and we saw each other for the first time. I was teary eyed down the aisle (yes I was one of those brides) but I ...
... way home. So that Christmas present went out the window. Well actually I glued it up and gave it to her but it sucked as a teapot and I have been feeling guilty ever since.
THAT WAS 2012!!!
Now, in 2014, I finally got that guilt off my chest.
And then talking to mum, I took back the title of colossal **** by thinking mange toute was pronouced Mang Towt.