Collingwood Arms Hotel
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- Room service
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... actually helped move everyone's bocce balls. And I…you guessed it!..took photos!
The day was full and on our count of 6 out the parking lot, both kids were out COLD. We got back to Nana's house to a gourmet meal and a lot more laughter. Avaia slept through most of it, cuddled up on Nana's couch. Talia snuggled with her while we cleaned up and got both kids ready for bed. What a great time!!!
Bed came willingly.
... Cottage that the house had originally been built as a farmhouse and then been extended around the existing farmhouse. At the top of the road we stopped for coffee, fruit and nuts, sheltered from the breeze by the end of the row of trees. We looked south to be rewarded with incredible views which stretched across rolling hills and pastures towards Hadrians Wall and realised how far we had actually walked!! We turned left feeling very proud of ourselves ...
... dogs were given such short lives. In considering the pain of losing one you had known for only ten or twelve years how much greater might this be if they were to live twice as long?
The house itself is full of Sir Walters books, relics and collections. He was into all sorts and some of the treasures that caught my eye were:
- the remains of an oatmeal biscuit from the battle of Culloden.
- a clock made out of a pulley from a ...
Today we took the train from Glasgow to Edinburgh to see the castle. It was about a 45 minute train ride. It started raining on the walk to the castle and continued to rain the whole day. I had my poncho with me so that was nice. Edinburgh Castle is beautiful. I can't even describe it. I took a lot of photos. It's just impressive, that's all I can say. The view of the city from the castle is great. You can also see the Firth of Forth and an island. We spent a few hours ...
... me meeting a cousin of mine of whom previously I was unaware. Her name is Charlie and she lives in London, and emailed me frantically offering a place to stay and some money to borrow. Turns out she had heard from HER Granny, who is my Granny's sister, that I was a 19 year old boy with only a pound to my name, knees a-quivering, lost and alone in a big, expensive city. We ended up meeting for drinks on her birthday, and had a lot of fun, not a small amount of which was ...