Dressed to Kilt
“Don’t just visit, live it!,” exclaimed the Scot. Within 30 mins, I had been ‘properly’ fitted with the whole outfit, not just a kilt. Might as well try the bagpipes too. Let’s take these authentic broadswords out for a bit, and give it a go. In public, for the tourists....”Freeeeedommmm!” Thanks William Wallace, I needed that. Yes, posing for some pix by tourists happened, several times. Oh, now we can do some scotch tasting...the haggis is a bit farther up the royal mile.... even with a Guinness to wash it down. Romantic visions of running a truly authentic hostel where everyone wears kilts and are instantly overwhelmed by all that is true Scotland. Tales of Jeckle and Hyde stealing cadavers from their graves, and a stop to see an ancient prison facility within a graveyard; talk about a not so subtle hint to those shackled up where they’re headed eventually via starvation. Yikes. Thanks, Stephanie. That trip won’t be forgotten any time soon.
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