An early start to catch the bus after another wonderful home cooked full Scottish breakfast. The view from the table was to die for, overlooking the bay. The weather was at it’s best. Nice blue skies. This could be why it is call the Isle of Skye. We shelled out 15 quid to get the bus to Armidale with our German Friend. Driving through the rest of Skye was just as good as what we had come to expect from this wonderful place. We have to come back to this place, preferably with a car. Then it was a 20 minute 5 pound ride on the ferry to the little town of Malig.
It was not very hard to find the train station as it was a very small town. The train trip to Edinborough cost another 60 pounds, but as it will soon be discovered it was well worth it. As we walked out of the station house we eyed off a set of scales and could not resist. My pack came in at 25 kgs, but Zuz’s with the kitchen sink tipped the scales at a whopping 31 Kg. Ouch ! The scenery on this trip proved we had save the best to last. The train even stopped at the real pretty bits and when a group of Stags were prancing over a hill near the tracks. The guard even showed us how to pull down the window so we could get a clear shot. Glen Finnin was heavenly, unfortunate that we did not get there at close quarters.
Through Glasgow and onto Edinborough and looking for a bed for the night. The preferred place had not doubles so we ended up with a room at the Belford Hotel. It was off our map so they gave directions over the phone. Not very good and she said a 15 minute walk. So with our 55 kgs we walked as you do, for what seem like 25 minutes. This was after we tried to find the bus station, Why I don’t know. Then I thought I had made a wrong turn so we turned back, steam and all. As we now had a bigger map we decided to call again. We were almost on the right track but 15 minutes my arse. It was an old converted church and the room was ok other than the loo that took 40 minutes to fill up.
After cooling down our minds and bodies we took a stroll back into the city on dusk. For some silly reason we did not take the camera, but we got to enjoy the sunset anyway. Stopped off for a $30 pizza at the pizza hut, then tried a Bounty Mc Flurry (not too bad) before returning to the “church” for sleep. Sleep would have been good but the bed was the squeakiest bed I have ever seen, if I would have farted I am sure it would have squeaked.