Ours thought we had struck it lucky in The Orkneys and thought we had been blessed. Little did we know that we had been granted further divine blessings on hitting The Shetlands; the Mainland had turned on the best weather for the year following a terrible start to the summer. One stood outside for sometime (waiting for the smaller half of ours to fall asleep what a joke!) waiting in the coolness until 10.30pm for a spectacular sunset over the Spiggie Loch and was not disappointed....needless to say, my endeavour outside was in vain as Teagan remaind awake in the half light until One and Ours hit the pillow.
Ours toured the Mainland in awe. So open and dramatic. A good couple of hours passed in the main wool shop and both One and Ours learnt some new things and purchased books and swatches of wool for internet ordering. Added note for One: do not forget to order some North Ronaldsay wool (the unique seaweed eating sheep breed) from the Orkneys. And added note for Ours:: do not forget to provide a donation to Sumburgh Airport to upgrade their antiquated scanning equipment (apparantly Ours has a "busy backpack").
Our hotel at Spiggie had wonderful food and a spectacular location. The ponys over the road entertained Teagan for quite some time as she sang and danced just for them - whilst indirectly amusing the smokers outside. Teagan also took it upon herself to inform the smokers that "smoking is not healthy and will make you die quickly"....or so I was told by those same people who were not offended and called her a "peddiebric: (sp?) meaning "little trousers" which is a pleasant term of endearment.
We managed to enter the Pict and Viking eras whilst in the lower Mainland. Ours all dressed up and joined a group of Brownies on a child friendly recreation of the Pict era (2000 BC) and we spent time in their house before hearing of the house renovations and joining the Vikings much later. Needless to say, One spent far too many pounds in the gift shop obtaining slate carvings and a few other interesting odments.
Ours are now resting up in a Roissy Hotel near CDG airport following a rather intense trip back from The Shetlands: luggage search (both of Ours but not One), two flights, one express train, two black cabs, one overnight in London, one Eurostar trip, one RERB train trip with some beggars (although rather friendly), Ours caught in the train door, and finally one hotel shuttle trip - One can assure youthat we were not at all stressed, just amused and slack with no longer finding the cheapest route; rather the route of least resistance. In the morning we head to Doha!
Note: there are no photos; for some reason they are "failing to upload". Nevermind, I am sure I will sort it out tomorrow once I am back in Doha if not before.
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