Experiences
in Oban
- On Saturday, as we were getting ready to leave the hotel to go to mull,
I realised that I no longer had my camera bag! My heart sunk. I had just bought
a new camera body before I left Washington and now I knew I would never see
it again. After a great amount of anxiety and prayer, we rushed down to the
train station on the off chance that someone had turned it in. To my great
amazement, one of the train employees had found it. Can I just say how awesome
are the Scottish people?
- Saturday night, we had dinner at a great Scottish restaurant
with musical entertainment. Although it was on the menu, and seemed quite
popular, we forwent the Haggis and Neeps for the steak pie. After dinner,
there was a variety of Scottish music including bagpipes, fiddle, harp, and
highland dancing. Very touristy, but lots of fun.
- We had originally planned to rent a car and drive to Glencoe on Sunday, but after several hours of walking around Oban, we realised that there are no car rental agencies open on Sundays! Also, there is no bus service on Sundays.
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During my wander around Scotland with my Mom and Aunt before classes started, the next stop after Loch Lomond was Oban and we arrived there at about 21:00 on Friday night. Thankfully we had reserved rooms in a small hotel right on the waterfront. The town of Oban is located on the western coast of Scotland a few hours north of Glasgow. It is a major ferry port for trips around the western isles including Mull and Iona. Saturday morning we were up early to catch the ferry to Mull. We had decided it would be easier to buy a tour to Iona rather than try to work out all the timing of ferries and buses ourselves. With the tour we had a private coach drive us across Mull and it was much less stressful. Scattered across Mull are lots of abandoned stone cropper's huts left from the highland clearances in the early 1900's. Unfortunately, by the time I saw them, it was always to late to get a picture. Photos taken through bus windows never take well anyway. The landscape was very desolate, but strikingly beautiful. Several of the Monroes (Mountains over 3000 ft) are on the Island. Quite a few streams and waterfalls were along the road and lots of small farms. We even drove through a small herd of Highland cows (pronounced Highland coos) |
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