Only a few days after coming back from Germany, I was off to the Isle of Skye with my study abroad provider Butler and the rest of my group of study abroad students. The Ilse of Skye is in the mid north west of Scotland. We went with a tour bus company and a Scotland tour company. Students from the other big Scottish Universities acompanied us which turned out being a five bus convoy through the Scottish country side.
We stopped at different places along the long bus ride over to the only brigde to the Isle. Stopping at places like the Queens veiw and Culloden battle feild on the way over. After getting to the Isle and going over the only bridge built interestingly enough by the Bank of America, we park and entered into our hotel that was over looking the bridge and the fishing village across on the other bank. Even though we where just on the Isle of Skye just over the bridge it was clear that we were on the good side of the water way, made clear by the castle on our side.
After a long day of thraveling we were all hungry and Butler had worked it out that we would have dinner at the bar down the street. The bar its self was a very cool place, it had wooden carvings of a cow and a highland warrior in the front yard and inexpensive locally brewed beer. In my book thats all you need to have a really cool place of business. After dinner with a blanket of rain coming down my self and a pack of slightly brave (mostly dumb) people went to try to get over to the castle on a bluff over looking the small village. It turned out that you could only get to the ruins of the castle when it was low tide, of course we went at high tide and decided that the hill side would be navigable. We quickly learned that the hill wasn't really a hill it was just rock holding up wetlands on the other side, with water constantly flowing down into the sea. After tip toeing through the wet, very wet, wetlands we got to the castle and found out it belonged to a very interesting women named Saucy Mary, which of course made her castle very saucy aswell ( that was a joke, although in ruin there was nothing of the castle that was to be called "saucy" in any meaning of the word.)
During the next day we went to the Macdonald clan castle and gardens. The main castle was in ruins but it was still very cool and so were the gardens. We were there for several hours where we were able to walk through the trails of the gardens. While walking the trails alone I thought I was lost but lucky me I walked into an area that was full of the thing I was thinking of the whole time on the bus on the way over. While traveling the day before I saw a sheep dog herding a group of sheep and thought to my self "what would it be like to hunt sheep? They dont look that fast and they do look awfully sheepish." So long story short while hiking I walked trough a gate with trail markers on it and BAM sheep everywhere. After finding the ones with out the horns I started stalking them (aka walking low to the ground trying not to make noise). Then I found out that sheep are very athletic and can run in mud much better then my self, who had many problems with balance. After tracking my pray unseccessfully I looked at my watch thinking I would be late to get to the tour buses for are next stop to a mountian for a nice mid day hike. So like any person who was previously hunting sheep with their bare hands would do when they think their late, I ran through the empty mud covered trails arriving at the buses sweaty and out of breath while smelling like sheep. Needless to say I was about 15 minutes early and the tour gauides thought me very strange.
Half of the tour group went to the hike up the mountian and the other half went of a bus tour of the Isle. The bus tour sounded nice but I did not want to sit down on a bus of more then half of my waking hours. On our way to the mountian we stopped to get lunch matterials from a market in a village and brought our bounty of lunch stuff on our hike and consumed it on a steep side of the mountian. It was a cool day, cold and quite awesome.
That night we eat at the same bar walked back over to Saucy Marys castle while it was low tide this time. I along with accouple other males of my group of pals from my program did some stand up comedy/ movie quotes and gymnastics there before leaving as the sun disapeared. For the rest of the night we listened to the live band in the bar that we had dinner in and enjoyed the local brews.
The next day we were on our way back and stopped at the Fairy River thats sight includes a old stone foot brigde and which people who viste must submerge their heads under the cold mountian water for 8 seconds for every last beauty and so on and so forth. After sealing my beauty with flipping cold cold refreshing waters we traveled over to Loch Ness were we spent some time and money on lunch and staring with out an end to the dark waters. I saw no monster, was I disapointed? Not really, the market there had good bread, baked goods always a good thing. Our last stop was a gas station of the side of the road which was a temperary home for I guess you might call the a "biker gang" except they were all riding sport bikes and were mostly over weight and untreatening looking. We had some ice cream and exploided a bottle of deit Coke for entertainment value. Then back on the road to Edinburgh. The ride swiftly turned from a ride through the counrty side to a song requesting sing along session, of which yours truely was loud vocals, not lead, but loud. Then back to the student dorms for the walk back to are different flats.
Study abroad student studying in the heart of Scotland, writing about his experiences in hopefully an entertaining fashion. I dont want to be one of those unentertianing writers that are read for the hell of it.
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Germany travels, Part 5#
After our time if Freiberg we took the S-bahn (train) to Heidelburg, where the two girls and my self had booked a two person room. We booked a two person room because it was cheaper then a three person room, even though there would be three of us staying in the room, take that you evil hotel chain that was nothing but nice. Heidelberg home of one of the oldest universities in the world is also home of one of the biggest "dopest" castles is europe in my own oppion.
The castle is one a hill side on the far side of the city overlooking the university. I know what your thinking, how cool would it be to go to that university and see a massive castle everday when you walk into the streets. Well thats University of Edinburgh, University of Stirling and sevel other universities that I have not been to, but sound like nice places.
The castle is home to the largest wine barrel in the world and extremly cool gardens to one side. The castle and university are looking over a large river where locals and students alike sail, row, swim and so on.
While in Freiberg we had purchased several brands of local beer in a supermarket and had brought them to Heidelberg. During the nights at Heidelberg it had become a job to finish these beers. They for the most part were so bad that with every mouth full all I and one of the girls wanted to do is throw up everywhere. One of the beers that I had purchase which was labeled as "dark" was as far as I could tell beer with ground charcoal in it, it was like drinking a cold fire place. With one more of my beers left and with us about to leave to Frankfurt where we were flying out of later that day I stode it in my bag for later.
After taking about an hour and a half train to Frankfurt me and one of the girls realized that the airport we were flying out of was actully not in the city at all. The airport we were flying out of was a two hour bus ride through the mountians with a screeming baby. The babies high screems and its parents lack of interest really made the trip "fun." After we had reached the airport that was for all extensive purposes was in the middle of no where, like really the place had no fences around the run ways and rearest town if you can call it that was about 5 miles down the road. We got there and realized that we had about four hours untill our plane was do to arrive none the less take off. So we got our bags from the under storage of the bus and sat on the front steps of the airport while I finished my last beer which was the best by far and still bad compared to every other beer I have had before apart from the beers I had in the 2 days before and blue ribbon (I'm not sorry that stuff is cheap for a good reason). While I was drinking and waiting we were approached by a bachelor party with the future groom was dressed as a flight attendent (a female one) and was selling little bottles of liquor. He was sober and the rest of his party was as far as I could tell hammered! After they had passed and we had waited another two otherly uneventful hours, other then a little American boy that started talking to the American girl I was with about pokemon and super heros. That little boy should have choosen someone who knew about pokemon and super heros to have a conversation with, like I dont know ME!!!! What ever I'm not mad he was a little jerk (that was a joke he was a nice kid and the American girl he was talking to had not a clue of what he was talking about, I know albout the powerrangers and I look like I do too!) (also a joke, but true). We landed in Edinburgh very glad to be back and went back to our apartments to claps burt out.
The castle is one a hill side on the far side of the city overlooking the university. I know what your thinking, how cool would it be to go to that university and see a massive castle everday when you walk into the streets. Well thats University of Edinburgh, University of Stirling and sevel other universities that I have not been to, but sound like nice places.
The castle is home to the largest wine barrel in the world and extremly cool gardens to one side. The castle and university are looking over a large river where locals and students alike sail, row, swim and so on.
While in Freiberg we had purchased several brands of local beer in a supermarket and had brought them to Heidelberg. During the nights at Heidelberg it had become a job to finish these beers. They for the most part were so bad that with every mouth full all I and one of the girls wanted to do is throw up everywhere. One of the beers that I had purchase which was labeled as "dark" was as far as I could tell beer with ground charcoal in it, it was like drinking a cold fire place. With one more of my beers left and with us about to leave to Frankfurt where we were flying out of later that day I stode it in my bag for later.
After taking about an hour and a half train to Frankfurt me and one of the girls realized that the airport we were flying out of was actully not in the city at all. The airport we were flying out of was a two hour bus ride through the mountians with a screeming baby. The babies high screems and its parents lack of interest really made the trip "fun." After we had reached the airport that was for all extensive purposes was in the middle of no where, like really the place had no fences around the run ways and rearest town if you can call it that was about 5 miles down the road. We got there and realized that we had about four hours untill our plane was do to arrive none the less take off. So we got our bags from the under storage of the bus and sat on the front steps of the airport while I finished my last beer which was the best by far and still bad compared to every other beer I have had before apart from the beers I had in the 2 days before and blue ribbon (I'm not sorry that stuff is cheap for a good reason). While I was drinking and waiting we were approached by a bachelor party with the future groom was dressed as a flight attendent (a female one) and was selling little bottles of liquor. He was sober and the rest of his party was as far as I could tell hammered! After they had passed and we had waited another two otherly uneventful hours, other then a little American boy that started talking to the American girl I was with about pokemon and super heros. That little boy should have choosen someone who knew about pokemon and super heros to have a conversation with, like I dont know ME!!!! What ever I'm not mad he was a little jerk (that was a joke he was a nice kid and the American girl he was talking to had not a clue of what he was talking about, I know albout the powerrangers and I look like I do too!) (also a joke, but true). We landed in Edinburgh very glad to be back and went back to our apartments to claps burt out.
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