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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... t turned them on yet, as we are waiting until we come back from Inverness, Granddad says he doesn't want a tree inside but I think I might just show up with one, one afternoon. :D It is my first Christmas away from home after all. l'll wait until after we come back from Inverness so that it will last a little bit longer.
I received notice that I didn't get the tour job, but honestly I think I'm ok with that because ...
... changed from our last visit in 1989. Re-enactments, conducted tour, and excellent interpretative centre. The last battle fought on British soil, 16th April 1746, saw the defeat of Bonnie Prince Charlie and the Jacobites for good. Fish and chips for lunch at the small village of Helmsdale (Valley of the Helmets). Driving up the east coast, good weather and ...
Kirkwall Peedie Hostel. Weather was cloudy with occasional rain and a showing of sun sometimes. Cool. Boarded the ferry at Scrabster for a 8:45 am departure for a 90 minute trip to Stromness. The trip was fairly smooth with a small amount of roll. Very few passengers and cars. Visited Stone Age ( Neolithic ) sites on the mainland. Our first stop ...
... taking photos. We decided against catching the coach back to the ship and walked back when we had finished in the church.
The ship had tied up to the dock and so we just had to go up the gangplank. They have a system of swiping your passenger card when you go in and out so they can check on who is doing what.
I've caught Kaye’s cold and been coughing a ...
... of Gurness, on the northern coast of Mainland. It was a place I'd seen in a postcard in the Bishop's Palace shop that morning, and wished we'd had time to visit.
First problem was finding it. We drove up and down, and the most promising sign (or was it an omen?) was one pointing in the right direction, to the WC. So we went there, parked, and found ourselves on the far side of the Sands of Evie, which the neckless fellow at Maes Howe had said was a ...