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... up of carved figures and pieces of old scrap that move to a music track and synchronised lighting. The show went for 15 minutes and was well worth seeing.
From the museum we walked up a pedestrian mall to a new (and much cleaner looking) shopping centre called Eastgate. It is probably a good thing we haven’t got a lot of room in our cases so we simply went window shopping. The cold wind roaring through the streets sent us ...
... passed a church where a bagpiper was playing, and we passed a guy in a kilt. So we definitely started to feel like we were in Scotland! But our main destination was to get some food. We had fish & chips at Cromars, and I wasn't that impressed because it didn't come with any tartar sauce.
We were starting to get tired by this point and actually wished we were staying in St. Andrews that night. We would have been able to see the rest of the town and not ...
... had been taken away, On the last Sabbath day of 1879, Which will be remember’d for a very long time. As soon as the catastrophe came to be known The alarm from mouth to mouth was blown, And the cry rang out all o’er the town, Good Heavens! the Tay Bridge is blown down, And a passenger train from Edinburgh, Which fill’d all the people’ hearts with sorrow, And made them for to turn pale, Because none of the passengers ...
After 3 days at the South end of Loch Ness we took a bus back to the North end, at Inverness marina. Nothing had changed, including the key code for the toilets.
Saturday afternoon we went to a Ceilidh in a pub (fair to middling) and in the evening we took in a film (called Belle - pretty good.) Inverness is a pleasant enough town in which to pass a few days.
... train ticket…doesn’t remember if she actually has one, doesn’t remember how she got to the station; doesn’t actually know what day it is, she thinks it’s September.
Eventually, we discover that she was assaulted three weeks before, had reported it to the police, had fallen and hit her head that same day and, after ten minutes of sifting through disjointed memories, she remembered that she lived in Kirkvale, Nairn. ...