Forss House Hotel
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- Pets allowed
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... by the owner. Diane found something she liked. Off to Stromness which is a town by the sea. The roads in the town were 2 way but you could only fit one car down them even found it hard to pass pedestrians who also have to walk on the road. The buildings here seemed old and were not looked after very well. Diane saw in an estate agents window a house for sale that had ...
Leaving Inverness things started to get exciting. Everything I've seen so far in Scotland has been nice but really rather tame by the standards of what I’ve seen in America and around the world. Yes, there are barren moors in Scotland, but not many places are more than a few miles away from a valley with a road through it and settlements along the way. Not matter how wild people may think Scotland is, it’s not Alaska, Mongolia, Iceland, ...
... beers, suggested by Graham, we jumped on the train travelling towards our destination through stunning countryside. Arrived at Wick only to be met by Scotland's most tattooed taxi driver who entertained us with tales of outrunning the law and being arrested for speeding. Graham: I thought you said you could not understand a word he said!! Steve : 14 hours later and we cannot believe we are here at John O'Groats, looking out over the Orkney Islands. Made even sweeter by ...
... mustard or canola fields.
She also told me what that very white bird I told about yesterday, being chased by the cow is. No one seems to have ever heard of a Herrine, as I had mentioned before, so I think maybe it is a different kind of Heron than I am used to seeing where I live. They can fly, whereas an emu can’t. She did say they sit in trees also, just as our Heron do.
We crossed over the Kessock Bridge ...
... them somehow make them all feel a little artificial. One doesn't get a sense of the original builders - or for that matter even of the discovery and dig - in the way that we did in the Chinese ruins or the Armenian city on the Euphrates. The best thing was the "guard" or whatever he would be called - a young man called Christopher Oosthuizen-Something, whose mum was an Oosthuizen and who had been to South Africa a couple of times. He was enormously entertaining to talk to, ...