Archive for 28th September 2008

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Moving Days

The last 2 saturdays were moving days. On the first Saturday, the luggage and I got into a cab and grudgingly paid the £6 fare up to Royal Terrace from Richmond Place where the Adria Guesthouse is situated – beautiful, spacious Georgian Townhouses with high ceilings and Victorian-lookalike furnishing – typically lined with hotels and other upmarket guesthouses. Adria Guesthouse surprised me with its furnishings and the only grouse I had was that the wireless (once again!) did not function properly for Macs. Greeted by a man wearing an ‘Australia Post’ T-shirt, a quick tinker for directions had me saunter down Abbey Mount, through Croft an Righ and on straight...

The contradicting Scot

The last few days have been anything but sane, yet it has been the most contradictory experience – when the hassle, turmoil and annoyance of rushing about suddenly come face to face with friendly and helpful people at every turn, that somehow barely alleviates the misery of administrative nightmares and other emotional let-downs. In the midst of changing course and accommodation – imagine that run of things from the very moment I arrived – barely 2 days ago, it is thus not surprising that the lack of enthusiasm when it comes to sightseeing is somewhat showing. But Scotland has greeted me with a far happier fervour than the brief but...