Allen Ramsay Hotel
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... the airline only takes one bag or something crazy. So I guess she has to have someone mail it to her or something. After that, I didn't complain anymore about my 100 Pound fee. That's insane.
Anyways, off that rant of Ryanair, I checked in, did all that airport stuff, then waited some more for the flight. There was a Krispy Kream shop in the waiting room which I couldn't pass up. Finally, it was time to board. I slept the whole flight there, and woke up in Malta ...
... I decide that I had to get to bed as I wanted to do
a lot of exploring in the morning and I wanted to get up early to do
it. I said good bye and went down the hill to find the hotel. It
turned out that the street I was now going down was the one I was
supposed to go down when I first arrived, but due to a bad map I went
down the next street, which did not go down far enough.
Anyway made it to the hotel and went to bed, a
good day with some great memories....
... the Meldon Hills. We descended down to the road and met Chris for lunch. Moving on, we took a superb forest track past Green Knowe and onto the remote settlement of Harehope. Continuing up through the forest we made out to open moorland again and the route took us down into a remote hidden valley with no access by roads.
It was unbelievable to see, as we started to ascend out of the valley a bench seat which had been placed in a ...
... at the train station in Edinburgh about 3pm, NO trolley, no crutches, no broken toes. We find our hotel pretty quickly on Princes Street. Cool we check in and have a cuppa and shortbread and then go out exploring.
My ears and legs are hurting but I wasn't going to stay in. We went for a walk down Princes Street. Its a gorgeous city with the beautiful castle staring at us in the face. Its cold and the Hogmanay festival is happening. We walk ...
... ever 'nearly' seen. Basically until you are actually standing opposite the place, the only clue to it's existence was a line of shopping trolleys protruding 5 inches past the entrance wall.
Picked up lunch and then trailed owta Peebles down by the river, with my old boots lightly massaging the bruised little feet.
Under one of the bridges over the river, still near the town centre, I saw a nice little photo opp of the clock tower and the ...