And, in other challenges, I am not having joy with trying to reformat this particular blog. My host is nagging me to update my settings, but every time I attempt so, it breaks something. Bleh.
Today we packed out and boarded the bus again (same coach, same driver but the tour company puts him up at a cheaper location – go figure…). Leaving Aberdeen our first destination was Glamis Castle.
Tours only, no photography (but we were given a guide book with a lot of pictures- so what is the point?) inside anywhe3re except the ante room
where we were first provided information about the castle, it’s construction & more about the Queen Mum than anyone who is not British would care to hear.
Then it was back on the bus. We had a short stop in St Andrews for lunch (and drove by THE golf course for anyone who cares) before driving the rest of the way to Edinburgh and our hotel. It rained a bit on the way down and the discussion on the weather was a bit iffy. This was the night we were scheduled to attended the Military Tattoo. If you want a good idea – there are a number of both professional and amateur videos on YouTube. Just hit the search engine. I thought about it. I have been before, back in when I was stationed here in the UK. It wasn’t as much an International display at that point.
Hum – cold, potentially raining, 8800 people packed into stands. Loud noises. Fireworks?
I happily sent George off and spent a quiet evening.
