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Travel Blogs from Inverness
Hark, when the night is falling,
Hear, hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling down through the glen.
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits of the old Highland men.
-"Scotland the Brave"
We have completed The Great Glen Way!!! There are various distances …
We have completed The Great Glen Way! Very tough on our feet but we made it. We have a slow internet connection here so I will post later. Just wanted to let you know we are alive- didn't know if I would be saying that yesterday when we were LOST on the trail for two hours!!! now we begin a much needed vacation!
On the move again. We had seen a lot of the area around Ullapool during our stay but had actually not spent any time in the town itself so this was our first port of call before hitting the road. It is really little more than a couple of streets which line the port but is very pretty. The harbour is full of fishing vessels and the area surrounded by mountains. We walked up and down the street, looked at the small number of shops, some preparing ...
... at their publishing business taking inventory of books coming in and preparing orders for outgoing (making money) shipments. After an hour and a couple of screw ups, we were fired. Just in time, preventing Paul from declaring bankruptcy. Whoever said foresters could count? After lunch we headed into downtown Aviemore for some shopping (Marks idea) and to pick up some Scottish pounds. They don't use Euros and when we go to England ...
... would be like in the real ball setting.
The ball itself was a blast, everyone was all snazzy and champagne-filled and happy. One thing I especially loved was that every single person dances every single dance. None of this senior prom too-cool-to-break-it-down business. The men were chivalrous and spun you around a million times a million different directions until you just stuck with the instincts and hoped you were dancing with the ...