WHOOPS! that’s for the whoop-ing 11 days of not updating my readers and updatees about my continuation of the last four days of my trip that I’ve promised about.
So, where was I…
Oh, yea, and from the Loch Ness and Inverness City my fellow mates and I toured on to the Western Isles which includes Lockalsh, Skye, then the Outer Hebrides, that are the Lewis and Harris.
Day 5 was a day tour on the Lockalsh and seeing that getting to the waters is some interesting tourist-must-do kinda stuff, we jumped onto the boat, paid the driver and got him sailing us along the coast to see the lighthouse and the wildlife which, I really thought it could be some heck of an experience to actually do these sorts. Most unfortunately, the inner me could not ooze out any passion for such sightseeing activity, thus what I could only name what I saw were seals, jelly fish, starfish and crabs. 
*grinzz* As you can see, we were trying to get a view that we were in fact on the boat and we were indeed sailing along the coast.
And tadaa! A seal that we spotted. Erm.. according to the sailorman, this seal’s shedding and growing new fur for the winter. Talk about the seasonal UK fashion… *phoooh*
Late that evening, we zoomed straight off to the Skye and stayed for the weekend there, did alotta walking and erm… watching and hiking… (erm… that’s all, think) If anyone would love outdoor walking, undoubtedly Skye’s a place to do that in Scotland.
As I said sightseeing, that did not only mean seeing the sights. Above here, that’s us waiting for sunset before supper and waiting on…
We journeyed through the last 2 days over the Outer Hebrides and there were very limited of “really good looking” pictures, and I’ll explain why. That’s because… the winds for the last two days were bloody 35mph and the intermittent showers were not very pleasant for picture-taking. No human casualties, thankfully but our umbrellas were otherwise, suffered terrible distortion. Rain in Scotland goes sideways and i mean HORIZONTALLY sideways. Not just diagonally or so, but rain over really really goes left to right or right to left. And before we ferried back to the mainland from Harris, one Scotsman I was complaining to about the weather just coolly said, “Well, dear, welcome to Scotland and pray for the most pleasant days while you’re here!”
-The adventures of the first four days-
… and *phewwww* I’m back!
And (taking a deep breath) yes, I’ve been to a loop around Scotland with the 3 of my flatmates from the town where we stay in Glasgow to Perth, on to Inverness City, then up to Curain, all the way straight ahead to Kyle of Lockalsh went on to Skye and over the sea to isles of Lewis, followed down to Harris, coming down to Fort William and back to the cosmopolitan Glasgow again! All in backpacker style… totally started from scratch on the information, then with all the further investigation… voila! Perfect holiday for a student like me.
The days around the mainland (those mentioned as above apart from Skye, Lewis and Harris were all nice, warm and clear. The visits to the castles of Scotland were splendid as all 3 castles that we visited had their very own individual historical background and the interior as well as the grounds outside the castles were awesome sights. The views from above on the highlands were almost all the time breathtaking… *swoooosh* And the money-can’t-buy-experience from the isles was… undescribable… Thus, for the sake of my people who ever considered coming to Scotland for holidays, read on… for whatever i am about to say may be as invaluable as your 32 original teeth in your mouth.
Okay… where shall i begin from? Oh well… first of all a Castle visit in Scotland is always a must. I mean, come one?! Where on other part of the world can you count 88 castles/palace in a single country?! So, yea, the first visit was at Scone Palace in Perthshire. 
During the 2 miles (app 4km) walk through the narrow trails towards the castle truly reminded me about the Robin Hood times. Haha! I always wanted to have that kinda feeling… just that i was not in that type of outfits used in Robin Hood movies (dang~!). That’s my flatmates and myself after the 4 km walk. No, we did have our bags, but I made them as the tripod. Creative, ay?
Sooo… then of course… the long walk ended us up finally to the entrance sign before the gate and ta-daaa! 
Only we realized the 4km only covers the walk from the sign we before to the sign of entrance of the palace gate.
Anyway, so we just walked walked and walked to the palace, which is known to be one of the romantic palaces/castles in Scotland. Really, there’s plenty of the same description out there. I guess it’s just for tourists’ interest sake.
In the palace, no pictures or video allowed. Thus, the lack of further illustration of what beauty the palace holds. Anyhow, for the people who has love for classic art, the amount of oil-paintings, sculptures, china collection and antiques in there were countless. Every room in that palace contains certain amount of something of historical value.
And when i say this place was awesome, that’s because it was the FIRST bloody TIME i was able to come so close in contact to feed a peacock! Yay! I fed a peacock! Wait… no, in fact I fed 4 greedy peacocks! woot!
Moving on, we went to Inverness, put up 2 nights in a backpacker hostel, and went on a search for Nessie the monster. Oh well… I guess apart from the fact that we searched in vain, the guide who brought us through the journey was… ballistically HILLARIOUS! Thoroughly reminded me of essences of Sew, Rainier and Jason altogether combined into one woman, named Allison. All practical jokes. End. of. story.
So, the Scottish Tourist Association were a bunch of nicees to keep a Nessie-lookalike in a pond at the back of the tourist shop. *teehee* More pictures here.
And walla… our wacky guide who i mentioned, who somehow also reminded me of the white water rafting guide i had last time. *pfffth*
Hmm… that was basically our 4 days of journey… although I did not ellaborate that much… So… ta-daaaah! Will be going on about the following 4 days, the most exciting part of the whole holiday trip.
This story is written specially for ones who have friends or friends of friends who exhibit V.O.I.D. and dedicated to my flatmates of year 2005- Scotland.
There was a little girl who lived with her parents in a single-storey house. That house had only two light bulbs installed and they lived with that ONLY source of light since they moved in when she was still a baby. Troughout the end of every year, the light bulbs got dimmer and both mommy and daddy changed the bulbs.
This was how they did it:
Mommy would turned the first switch off first and then unscrewed the bulb and screwed in the new bulb into the socket, turned the switch on again and the house became a little brighter. Then, daddy would turned off the second switch, unscrewed the other bulb and screwed in the new bulb into that socket, turned the switch on again and the house became as bright as the first time they moved in.
All those times, the little girl stood and watched her parents changing the light bulbs. One day, the little girl asked daddy, “Daddy oh daddy, why do you and mummy always change the light bulbs together?” Daddy answered, “Oh little one, if we don’t change the light bulbs together, our whole single-floor home will be pitch black one day and neither any of us will be able to see anything then.” And the girl replied, “Okiday!”
Twenty-two years gone, thus presumably 22 years of the same light-bulb-changing-routine and suddenly, the parents gone with that time too. One day, during the same time end of the year, the light bulbs started to get dimmer, as usual. One of them gone down, leaving the other one the only source of light. The girl, who had turned to a 22 year old lady thought that since she was still able to do pedicure with that one light, she lingered on with that single light bulb. “Cheh, daddy mentioned before that they changed the bulbs together. I’ll only put on both when the other the one goes off…”
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It’s baffling to know how one does not try acquiring knowledge of something new that he or she, realize that one fine day, will come to experience. It irks me even more to think how one is thwarted from even TRYing to understand or at least go find out how simple basic things essentially work or come about.
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Needless to say, yea… the other went off too. Today in that same old single-story-house, she is currently holding two new light bulbs. In pitch black.
VOID, from the dictionary of Pharmee Peikz, mean Very Obliviously Ignorant Discipline.
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