10:02 AM

20 days to go… boohoo. I’m really settling into this routine of packing and unpacking, settling in and moving on! At this time tomorrow, I’ll have been gone a week. That’s a QUARTER of my trip over, zip, done. I’m glad I’m getting into the ‘stuff’ I’ve really wanted to see. I think it really makes a lot of sense to get through Skye to Fort William, climb the Ben ,and go into Edinburgh for a day. Loch Lomond is supposed to be so beautiful.

… (more rambling about plans!)

Inverness: 7:05 pm

I decided to go to Orkney on a day trip which will delay my schedule by one measly day (the Ben will be Wednesday). My Orkney day will be expensive; I’ll be ‘blowing’ the extra cash I’ve got. Once I get that out of the way, I’ll still be on my budget, but I won’t be ahead anymore. Who cares? I’ll only be here once! Besides two whole days of exploring Skye appeals to me. Now, if I could only get through to book the hostel! (I would have been ‘stuck’ on Skye Monday, anyways, since Haggis doesn’t do the southern ‘Skye-Edinburgh’ circuit on Mondays. Neither does it do the northern ‘Edinburgh-Skye’ circuit on Sundays.)

8:07 pm.

Well… I’ve got my accommodation booked straight through to next Thursday morning! It’s really nerve wracking, spending all this cash so quickly. At least Skye and Fort William are only £8.50 (no breakfast, of course). I figure that if I get some serious non-perishable food shopping going, I’ll be able to make up for my little folly of going up to Orkney.

I had a very lovely afternoon here in Inverness. I went up to the castle (blech!) and ended up this awesome tour about the ’45. (that’s the Jacobite rebellion of 1745.) I was smart and asked if there was a student price. There was and I save a whole 30p ! Well, that’s a chocolate bar here! (Speaking of chocolate, I don’t recommend chocolate ice cream in Scotland. Every time I ordered it, I was disappointed. It didn’t taste at all like chocolate. ‘Wall’s’ ice cream, the kind on a stick, has good chocolate, though.)

Anyhoo, the group was treated both congenially and as a troop enlisting in the army would have been treated. It was very interesting, the setting of the tour alone was worth the money (it began with a descent into a creepy cellar down damp stone steps and along candlelit walls!). Inverness itself has charming places, but it’s not great. It’s one place where I knew I’d be disappointed, but hoped I wouldn’t be. Still, from certain angles, the castle is stunning, and the bridges spanning the River Ness are pretty; one’s a suspension bridge and it literally rocks as people walk across it. Back on the ‘mainland,’ one feels that one has been on a boat!

This trip is unlike any other I’ve taken and this journal reflects this. I mean, I’ve got bad stuff in here like disappointment and discouragement! But there’s triumph here, too. I want to remember all of this trip.

This hostel is unbelievable. It looks and feels like a 5-star hotel. Everything’s carpeted and brand spanking new but… empty, I guess. The top bunks are high up! I don’t know whether to be claustrophobic and sleep up there or whether to be ‘heightaphobic’ and sleep down there! (During my stay, I only slept on a bottom bunk once and I didn’t sleep too well! The best bunks were the ones without ladders, believe it or not! They were easy to crawl onto and get off of and had the best mattresses! Offhand, I remember them being in Perth and Kyleakin, but there might have been a few other places.) There aren’t any keys, either. Instead we have those new-fangled magnetic card things. I hate ‘em. (My first time in Glasgow I had keys. When I returned, they had *just* changed to magnetic cards!) We need them to go almost everywhere in this hostel (into our rooms and into the lounge/laundry/ common room area). And I think that both here and Glasgow got a special on really ugly tartan carpeting! (although, like Glasgow itself, this carpet is growing on me, and I’m becoming rather fond of it!)