The Morning After and on the Road to Inverness
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Note, the dates are a day ahead to keep consistency.
It was a Sunday and we all had to be out of the hostel for 11am. We made our way back to the Standing Order, the bar where we watched the Scotland match, for some brunch. Quite a few of the group had gone back home at this point and others were leaving imminently. Me, Hannah, Anna, Ashley and Bondy were preparing for a trip up to Inverness so needed a good fill and a big Scottish breakfast. Bondy doesn't like beans, but somehow managed to order extra beans - it makes sense when you think about it.
Brett was a fresh faced man, proudly wearing his new tee-shirt from the previous nights efforts.
After saying our goodbyes to everyone, our roadtrip group plus Lori went to Waverley Station to try and catch a train to Inverness. We had just missed one and the next wouldn't be arriving for a while. Lori caught her train whilst we all scratched heads with indecision about what to do. You'd think five so-caalled intelligent heads would be better than one, but no.
The A9 is quite an open road which occasionally branches out into a dual carriage way so you can do a bit of overtaking. I was taking the car nicely towards it top end when what's that? It's a bloody speed camera! Shit!!! The brakes had to be hammered on a bit, but thanks to the 10% rule (the camera will only flash if you doing >10% above the speed limit) we made it through without any further soiling of my already filthy license.
We were making great time of it and were due to arrive in Inverness for around about sunset. I checked the mirrors and noticed everyone else was sneaking in a quick power knap >.< That was frustrating, even navigator Bondy was long gone - in fact he was the first to drop! I was feeling fairly alert anyway and was enjoying the scenary, but I just had the radio for company for the last 30 miles or so.
We arrived about 6:30pm, parked up and found the hostel. We went into the room to find no bed sheets and minging pillows and quilts with gross stains on them blurrrggghhhh. After a careful screening process for scabies, ringworm and AIDS, I found some decent enough ones and got some sheets.
Inverness immediately appealed to me. It was quite a pretty, but a lot smaller city after Edinburgh. It was very modern looking though and we went for a little walk around. We took a few pictures of the River Ness and the castle before finding our way to Hootananny Ceilidh. This was a live music bar and on this Sunday night they had a small trio of Scottish musicians. They were doing a more traditional style set which was nice to relax to. We had a couple fo drinks there and stayed a couple of hours before moving on. Inverness was just so quiet! There was only a couple of bars open and so we chose to go for another little walk instead.
Ashley was jokingly getting some grief so took a shower last thing at night. That would prove to be a good move. I had to be up the next morning at stupid O'Clock (7am! - please bear in mind this is holiday time), to shift the car off the road, and there was no flippin' hot water! Arrrggghhhhh!! I had to get a freezing cold shower at and re-park the car off the road. I was knackered, cold and jealous of the sleepers. What's more, on my walk to the car, it started raining >.< Maybe it was my time for a bout of pneumonia.