Scotland - gotta blog
The more I put it off, the more that happens, the harder it seems to recount all that’s happened. So finally here's an uplate.
After Spain (January) I was back in Ireland (Galway again). Recently I made a last minute dash to Scoland to visit the Haighs before they left the Highlands behind for close to my birthplace, Kangaroo Island. Good luck guys and thanks for your hospitality, I had a great time.
Edinburgh Castle from the carpark, I didn't pay to go in.

Edinburgh Castle from the New Town gardens.

Spring has sprung
I was in Scotland for the first two weeks of April. Edinburgh is a beautiful city and I liked it more than I expected. The accent was easy to understand because everyone I met was Australian, NZ or Irish!
I stayed on Grassmarket at the base of old Ed Castle in Old Town and was blessed with unseasonably sunny weather. I wandered streets and alleys, went on a (just kitsch enough) haunted cemetery tour, found some Rebus landmarks (from the novels by Ian Rankin), and met a lovely girl called Miriam from Cork, so I now have the perfect reason to go to Cork.
Tour of the most haunted place in the world, Greyfriars cemetary. This is not a ghost, he's our guide.

This great volcanic rock, Arthur's Sean, is right in the middle of Edinburgh, I climbed to the top, about 800ft I think, the view was amazing.

Working hard at Waverly Train Station (look for the workman in orange)

After 5 days, I took a comfy train up to Inverness to meet up with Richard, Christine and Floydy-Floyd Haigh. They are staying about 20 minutes out of Inverness, so I hardly saw the town, but we went exploring everyday. Floyd is a really charming little man and it was really good to be able to relax amongst friends. We did some whiskey tasting, walked up hills, drove around lochs (Loch Ness), walked blustery, pebbled beaches and relaxed.
A gorgeous town called Pitlochry where I stopped overnight on the train from Edinburgh to Inverness. Due to meeting a Miriam in Ed, I'd been out every night sampling Scottish beer, so it was a great place to take a deep breath and slow down.

A Haigh family moment at the beach.

A great kid, Floyd Haigh.

I thought this was so cool. The Clootie Well. A spring where people leave strips of cloth or rags are tied to the branches of the tree as part of a healing ritual or to make people well. People even used to leave their children here overnight if they were sick. I had to leave a sock!

Spooky, but thanks Richard, I love this kind of shit.
After Spain (January) I was back in Ireland (Galway again). Recently I made a last minute dash to Scoland to visit the Haighs before they left the Highlands behind for close to my birthplace, Kangaroo Island. Good luck guys and thanks for your hospitality, I had a great time.
Edinburgh Castle from the carpark, I didn't pay to go in.

Edinburgh Castle from the New Town gardens.

Spring has sprung
I was in Scotland for the first two weeks of April. Edinburgh is a beautiful city and I liked it more than I expected. The accent was easy to understand because everyone I met was Australian, NZ or Irish!
I stayed on Grassmarket at the base of old Ed Castle in Old Town and was blessed with unseasonably sunny weather. I wandered streets and alleys, went on a (just kitsch enough) haunted cemetery tour, found some Rebus landmarks (from the novels by Ian Rankin), and met a lovely girl called Miriam from Cork, so I now have the perfect reason to go to Cork.
Tour of the most haunted place in the world, Greyfriars cemetary. This is not a ghost, he's our guide.
This great volcanic rock, Arthur's Sean, is right in the middle of Edinburgh, I climbed to the top, about 800ft I think, the view was amazing.

Working hard at Waverly Train Station (look for the workman in orange)

After 5 days, I took a comfy train up to Inverness to meet up with Richard, Christine and Floydy-Floyd Haigh. They are staying about 20 minutes out of Inverness, so I hardly saw the town, but we went exploring everyday. Floyd is a really charming little man and it was really good to be able to relax amongst friends. We did some whiskey tasting, walked up hills, drove around lochs (Loch Ness), walked blustery, pebbled beaches and relaxed.
A gorgeous town called Pitlochry where I stopped overnight on the train from Edinburgh to Inverness. Due to meeting a Miriam in Ed, I'd been out every night sampling Scottish beer, so it was a great place to take a deep breath and slow down.

A Haigh family moment at the beach.

A great kid, Floyd Haigh.

I thought this was so cool. The Clootie Well. A spring where people leave strips of cloth or rags are tied to the branches of the tree as part of a healing ritual or to make people well. People even used to leave their children here overnight if they were sick. I had to leave a sock!

Spooky, but thanks Richard, I love this kind of shit.

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