01 August 2007

not Inverness

This morning I nearly bought a rain coat. We got some “heather gems” jewellery then ordered Neil’s kilt. This was, of course, a few hundred £ but I’m happy with it, I also ordered a shall-ey thing to go with it. They should arrive at home when we do.
Then we nipped back down the road to Dunkeld. I passed on the randel.co.uk branded scottie dog purse for £40 in favour of finding if they have a shop in London. Neil decided he couldn’t go past a beautiful gold and silver welded together necklace. They had really shiny rings there too.
After a long drive through the moors and other stark but beautiful landscape we arrived in Aviemore, an awful tourist town, were we just missed another bloody steam train. We had a reasonable pie and I did get a biscuit that looks just like Gromit!
Just outside Aviemore was a National Park, where you could take dogs and the camp ground looks just like the Peninsula at Christmas, with a really high mountain called Cairn Gorm. It has a special train (funicular) running up it, that we went for a ride on. We got some photos of the view, whilst being blasted by the really cold wind.
It was at about this time we found out that accom for the night was going to be an issue. We eventually gave up and rang the booking service and found the really nice converted church we a re staying in.
Dinner was one of the best meals we’ve had so far at a really traditional looking pub with a low ceiling and lots of wood work and open fires.
We currently watching he German version of ‘up late’, the only difference is that the chick hosting it is topless.

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