Had a fairly ok sleep with a 3 foot spring in my ribs last night, the beds, water pressure and smell of cat pee in the rooms all added up to the fawlty towers name- even the sign outside apparently had one of the letter held on with sellotape!! All that for £120 p.n! We all reckoned our room stunk of cat pee cos the Gestapo last night made us a wait a couple of hours to get our room primarily because she was putting all the hotel cats in our room to pay us back for taking the mickey out of her?
All happy to leave- although it had given us all lots of ammo for jokes, and off into the Scottish highlands a bit more- towering craggy peaks and waterfalls, all looked great in the rain and cloud.
Travelled to a little town for a tea break bout 10.30am and the 6 of us that all joke around a lot all ended up in a pub quite accidentally at the same time for a cuppa and this elderly welsh man next to us, starts talking cos he likes the laughing “cos its better than crying!”
Then he tells us he is Welsh and starts telling us where to visit there, Then bizarrely he is in the middle of a sentence and half way thru ups the octave and screams out the last half of it???!!! (We ‘re all going “hurry up Sharon and get out of the loo so we can get out of here”!) then the man stands up and comes over to Pete, Sharons partner and places a big heavy mitt on his shoulder and asks him if he can sing us a welsh song- like he could leave if he wanted to??!!
The man proceeds to sing this lovely-ish song which gets louder and louder and louder and everyone is now looking- We got it on video which doesn’t do it justice.
Such a bizarre occurrence that you couldn’t have planned, but so funny (although as he is finishing the last cords we are all already standing to get our jackets on as he was also just a little odd & erratic and his poor wife was hitting him to shut up!)
Couldn’t work out if he was half cut from the night before or what??
So after this we all semi-run back to the bus haha! And on to another town where we stopped at a lunch stop that I thought was called the ‘green willy’ and I’m thinking “eeeuuu, that’s not very appetizing”. Turns out it is the ‘green welly’ ………..oops!!
We had the traditional lunch there called cullen skink- a smoked fish haddock soup with potatoes and onions- Very yummy and great in this type of wet weather.
Travelled another few hours and into Glasgow after some of the group had a boat cruise, which we waited for and had a nice walk in the gentle rain (see we are accustomed to Scottish weather already!)
Had a look round town in the bus but all pretty tired by then 6pm as we had been on the road since 8am. Takem to dinner and were perked up firstly by the vinegary wine supplied then by the better grade alcohol we purchased. Spent the meal planning a wedding for Sharon and Pete- technicalities like no JP or wedding outfits- not a problem!
Then back out to the bus- after stopping for a photo with a weird statue of no historical importance I feel. He was huge and rounded like the michelin man, apart from one timy appendage!!!
Up to the Jury inn hotel and after Graeme had a word with the tour director about having views of the back of a kitchen, the road and the carpark so far in the hotels! He arranged for us to be on the 11th floor with a view of the Clyde river- No-one else is at such a height- very giddying!!
Now finally at a hotel with wi-fi internet, cheap at £5 for an hour (!) cos we need to post after 3 days with none. Now Gray has just come out peeing himself laughing cos the whole shower head came off in his hand and the water shot across the 12 foot bathroom and hit the wall!!
All happy to leave- although it had given us all lots of ammo for jokes, and off into the Scottish highlands a bit more- towering craggy peaks and waterfalls, all looked great in the rain and cloud.
Travelled to a little town for a tea break bout 10.30am and the 6 of us that all joke around a lot all ended up in a pub quite accidentally at the same time for a cuppa and this elderly welsh man next to us, starts talking cos he likes the laughing “cos its better than crying!”
Then he tells us he is Welsh and starts telling us where to visit there, Then bizarrely he is in the middle of a sentence and half way thru ups the octave and screams out the last half of it???!!! (We ‘re all going “hurry up Sharon and get out of the loo so we can get out of here”!) then the man stands up and comes over to Pete, Sharons partner and places a big heavy mitt on his shoulder and asks him if he can sing us a welsh song- like he could leave if he wanted to??!!
The man proceeds to sing this lovely-ish song which gets louder and louder and louder and everyone is now looking- We got it on video which doesn’t do it justice.
Such a bizarre occurrence that you couldn’t have planned, but so funny (although as he is finishing the last cords we are all already standing to get our jackets on as he was also just a little odd & erratic and his poor wife was hitting him to shut up!)
Couldn’t work out if he was half cut from the night before or what??
So after this we all semi-run back to the bus haha! And on to another town where we stopped at a lunch stop that I thought was called the ‘green willy’ and I’m thinking “eeeuuu, that’s not very appetizing”. Turns out it is the ‘green welly’ ………..oops!!
We had the traditional lunch there called cullen skink- a smoked fish haddock soup with potatoes and onions- Very yummy and great in this type of wet weather.
Travelled another few hours and into Glasgow after some of the group had a boat cruise, which we waited for and had a nice walk in the gentle rain (see we are accustomed to Scottish weather already!)
Had a look round town in the bus but all pretty tired by then 6pm as we had been on the road since 8am. Takem to dinner and were perked up firstly by the vinegary wine supplied then by the better grade alcohol we purchased. Spent the meal planning a wedding for Sharon and Pete- technicalities like no JP or wedding outfits- not a problem!
Then back out to the bus- after stopping for a photo with a weird statue of no historical importance I feel. He was huge and rounded like the michelin man, apart from one timy appendage!!!
Up to the Jury inn hotel and after Graeme had a word with the tour director about having views of the back of a kitchen, the road and the carpark so far in the hotels! He arranged for us to be on the 11th floor with a view of the Clyde river- No-one else is at such a height- very giddying!!
Now finally at a hotel with wi-fi internet, cheap at £5 for an hour (!) cos we need to post after 3 days with none. Now Gray has just come out peeing himself laughing cos the whole shower head came off in his hand and the water shot across the 12 foot bathroom and hit the wall!!
4 comments:
12th:
what was that gaint bag that dad was standing next to in was HUGE!
OMG that dog looked so much like shylah it was a really cute dog.
13th:
that was some great veiws of the mountain's i would have lover to see that lol
14th:
dad you are looking weider and weider in the photo's! but i bet you that i could look weider.
Makes the whole country sound like fawlty towers. Perhaps it was a documentary or the first ever reality tv programme and we just never knew! Weather is crap here. Had to laugh when u started your oher post with a hot night in the hotel I thought omg is this appropriate! Anyway back to my boring old life school hols etc can't wait for Sydney 2 weeks to go!
Sounds like you are having a ball.Weather is just like here,wet,windy and generally disgusting!!I must remember to find out the name of the Faulty Towers Hotel and give it a wide berth.Unusual for bus drivers to be so grumpy,as you said he is obviously not concerned about his tip.
Sharon
Hi Dan
that bag is a bag of malt (kinda like wheat) that they harvest fromt he fields then use to make whiskey- think dad could have climbed into the vat and drink it all!!
yes tht dog made my heart go awwww, so like shylah even down tot he feathers on her toes.
yes i agree dad is getting weirder- you want to be here with him, he has becomethe comedian of the bus and the guys are all starting to buy silly hats they like to wear, while the serious ones just sit and frown!
Re the mountainsin the highlands- they were amazing, bigger than crete and because it was all so wet it looked like something out of a movie-luv you xoxox
Hi Sharon
yes unless you want a really good excuse to make joked about hotel staff dont go to hotel dunlollie in the isle of skye!!
I agree about the bus driver- they are usually loveyl, but never mind he doesnt even really speak!
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