I thought nothing could compare to the beauty and wildness of the nature on the Isle of Skye. In the highlands, you have to expect the unexpected. There are hidden treasures everywhere. Whilst this is peak tourist season you don’t have to wander far to find yourself alone in the beauty of nature. The mountains … Continue reading Day 153-54 Scotland, Fort William and Glencoe – expect the unexpected
The name Isle of Skye means ‘cloud island’. It lived up to its name. I got lost in the clouds. I woke to dark clouds, shadows and showers but within thirty minutes the sun appears through the darkness with its light highlighting the colours of the mountains and the clouds making pictures in the beautiful … Continue reading Day 151-152 Scotland the Isle of Skye – floating on clouds!
I had breakfast in town and when I returned to my air b and b my host had left for work. I had packed up everything and was ready I just had to brush my teeth. I heard the door click and then stood there paralysed – I had locked the key inside the room … Continue reading Day 150 Scotland – Searching for Nessie!
I languished for hours before I worked through the details of hiring a car to explore the Scottish Highlands. I paid for all the extras including comprehensive car insurance with no excess. When I went to pick up the car I was told that I had paid my money to a third party agent which … Continue reading Day 149 Scotland Highlands – Pitlochry and Inverness – getting lost
I caught the morning train from Lewes to London then a train to Stirling, Scotland. I left a wet and windy England to arrive for a beautiful sunny day in Scotland. My air b and b host was bursting with happiness and urged me to get outside and enjoy the 25-degree sunny day. As I … Continue reading Day 148 –Scotland, Stirling – My Castle awaits!
I caught the red double decker bus from Lewes to Tonbridge Wells. I sat up the top directly above the driver and enjoyed the Birdseye view of the passing towns. I was going to meet my Aunty, Uncle (my dad’s brother) and my cousins for the first time in Tonbridge, England. Tonbridge is on my … Continue reading Day 147 England, 22 hours in Tonbridge – sliding doors
Barcombe is the cutest village. I was slightly worried that there was only one bus into town that left every 21/2 hours. I wondered how I would get my coffee. Luckily, I had an inner-west trained Barista at my service every morning that has made me the best coffee I’ve had on my trip. Staying … Continue reading Days 141-146 England, Barcombe – village life
I carted my bag across town on two underground trains to Nottingham where my friend Lucy was staying. It was nice to see a familiar face in an unfamiliar city. We talked so much we missed our stop on the underground and were late to brunch where we were meeting our other friend Jude. The … Continue reading Day 140 England, London – a catch up with friends
After breakfast at a trendy café I walked from West Hampstead to Camden markets along the canal. It was interesting to wander along the stalls but as Lonely Planet states “it has stopped being cutting edge several thousand cheap leather jackets ago”. On the way, back I stopped in at Freud’s last home in Hampstead. … Continue reading Day 139 England, London – Psychoanalysis and fragile minds
The sky is grey. I'm wearing my jumper and my brolly is in my bag. It's summertime in England! I'm on the red double decker bus eating hot chips. I pass Trafalgar Square and Piccadilly circus. Should I buy a hotel on Park Lane? Hey! I passed go and didn't get my 200 pounds. London … Continue reading Day 138 England – London – A token on a game board