Scotland #2of2
As expected in sheep country, Scotland is famous for woolen material. We went to Blairgowie, then on to Dunkeld, and to several other places that might have cloth Emmy wants, but of course even she doesn’t know until she sees it. During the drive we passed lakes, forests, sheep and cattle. Not spectacular scenery, but colorful to see, and green, green, green.
We stopped at Sturart Glass Co. to see their operation. Their “second’s” were almost as expensive as Waterford’s “first’s.” The label says England, and not Scotland. During our three visits to this part of the world, we have yet to determine when we are in England, Wales, Scotland, or Great Britain, but in this particular area they will not be called English.
The tourist office in Crieff said the summer has been awful, earlier that year they had a heat wave with the temperature in the 80’s, warmer than Spain.
When we returned to Edinburgh it was a really sunny day. Emmy dressed in heels and a skirt, and went shopping for a pretty suit, on Princes Street. Found one she liked — that is she liked the suit OK, but the price scared her away.
While visiting in Tanger, Morocco, the previous year, we met a young lady from Scotland who said she was just getting over her divorce, so her travel agent sent her to Tanger for rest and recreation. She said she was an actress, and owns a small hotel in Edinburgh, Scotland. She had already met several “exiled” British Army officers in Tanger, so she was no longer lonely. Don’t know about her “rest,” but her “recreation” was assured. She gave us two phone numbers so we could stop by when we visited Edinburgh. We tried, but couldn’t locate her.
We left Edinburgh, headed south, and stopped at Jedburgh to see the ruin of the Jedburgh Abbey. When we see how beautiful the ruin is, we wonder what the original must have looked like. We were told the Jedburgh Abbey ruin, and others we have seen, resulted from a religious conflict, and are not a result of a political war.
It was a beautiful sunny day, and at the Scotland/England border there was a man dressed in a “uniform” of kilts with a bagpipe, waiting for tourists to take his picture and give him a tip. We saw a couple of men wearing kilts, one in a store, another in a restaurant, during the previous couple of days.
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