Showing posts with label UK. Show all posts
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Monday, August 18, 2008

Living On The Fringe

Well, we have returned from a fab week in Scotland and are, needless to say, finding it a drag being back at work (bring on Portugal!) Thankfully, we do have a few other things coming up to look forward to in the meantime, starting Friday with drinks with an old workmate of Dave's we ran into in Pamplona (of all places), and continuing with the Pimms Summerfest, London Eye and Thames cruise, a day trip to either Brighton or Oxford, and the infamous Notting Hill carnival (very much looking forward to that.) However, I am here to update you on our week in the land of the Scots, so here 'tis.
Our Easyjet flight to Inverness took off at half six last Sunday morning. We had booked a cruise of Loch Ness beforehand, so after a leisurely breakfast and a bit of a stroll around the town, we hopped on the bus to take us to our boat. The three hour cruise was great; the weather alternated between sunny blue skies and brooding rain clouds - with the occasional soaking - but the stormy skies added to the atmosphere of Loch Ness. And I am disappointed to say no, we didn't see the monster.
Next up was Stirling, which was a tiny slip up, as we had to go through Perth to get there, but never mind. We visited Stirling Castle, and then took a walk from there to the William Wallace Monument on the top of a hill looking down on Stirling Bridge, where Wallace and his followers had a significant victory over the English.
In the morning we hopped on a train to Perth, a charming, picturesque little town that reminded me of Katoomba or Leura with its cute little shops and cafes. We decided to go out to Scone Palace, about 10 mins out of the city centre. We toured the staterooms of the palace, strolled the lovely gardens (despite a little rain), and ventured into the maze, returning to Perth for a nice dinner, followed the next morning by a great breakfast at our B&B.
The next day we hit Edinburgh!! August in Edinburgh is full on festival time, and we were there for the Fringe Festival. The city was bursting at the seams. The Royal Mile was absolutely chockers with buskers, street performers and people were everywhere all the time; it was full on and fantastic. We arrived on a Wednesday and set off down the Mile and were immediately offered tickets to a play for a pound each! It was called 'The Open Couple' and a good way to start our Fringe experience. Next up we went to a free comedy gig in a bar, and that night we saw Danny Bhoy and a guy called Matt Kirshen (who is cute and very funny - highly recommended).
Thursday morning saw us up at Edinburgh Castle when the gates opened, thankfully managing to avoid the worst of the crowds. Next up we decided to jump on an Auld Reekie tour of the underground vaults, where I may have been a little scared (I wish I could say 'we', but I'm on my own with that one). Our first show in the afternoon was a comedy production called 'The Americans' - a little ho-hum. Then Bill Bailey! (who was BRILLIANT), followed by a girl called Danielle Ward.
Friday was our busiest (and best) day. We kicked it off with a free show (always good) by two American comedians, followed by another free gig (in one of the vaults no less - not so scary with lights and music!) by a guy called Andrew O'Neill, another comedian I can now highly recommend. After a quick trip back to the hostel to freshen up, we saw Justin Moorhouse, Fiona O'Loughlin, and to top it all off, a show called 'Adam, Jason and Friends', featuring Adam Hills, Irish comedian Jason Byrne, and aforementioned friends. The friends bit was ho-hum, but Adam and Jason were HILARIOUS and easily up there in the top two or three shows we saw over the four days.
Saturday we took it a bit easier with a trip out to Home of Golf St Andrews, and just the one show in the evening - Andrew Lawrence (very funny man). Sunday morning we flew home exhausted.
Wow, if you're still with us after all that here are some happy snaps. We took about 500 photos over the week, and I've tried to not put too many up. Till next time, enjoy!



The Royal Mile



Waiting for Danny Bhoy


In the grounds of Edinburgh Castle


Bill Bailey!


On the course at St Andrews


At Scone Palace outside of Perth



Scone Palace




Clowning around in the maze



In the grounds of Stirling Castle



Overlooking Stirling

The view from the top of the Wallace Monument



On Loch Ness


Loch Ness



The Caledonian Canal - this led us into the loch

Sunday, May 11, 2008

"Is Anybody Listening....Does Anybody Care"

Our May bank holiday weekend in Belfast began when we woke up at 4am (a little early, as it turned out) to catch our 8.30am flight from Luton Airport (those cheap flights are always too early, I'm in denial about what time of the morning our flight departs for Switzerland - but I digress.) Upon arrival, we found our hostel (quite plain, but nice...and cheap), dumped our bag, and set off to explore the city. After a quick Tesco sandwich and a visit to the tourist office where we booked our Giant's Causeway tour, we headed off to the Shankill Road side of Belfast where there are murals depicting the Catholic/Protestant conflict. We then walked down to the waterfront via the Albert Memorial Clocktower, and crossed the bridge to check out the big arena complex (sorry, the name of it escapes me).
Next day was our tour. After filling up on a good breakfast at the lovely Causeway Cafe, we hopped on our coach. Our guide was very chatty on the microphone the whole day, occasionally punctuating his sentences with the wry remark 'Is anybody listening...does anybody care.' Yes, we were listening and we did care. Our first stop was Carrickfergus Castle, followed by the Carrick-a-rede rope bridge ('if ye are afeerd of heights, doon't be crossing the rope bridge'). We stopped for our lunch at the Causeway Hotel, before spending a good 2 and a half hours at the Giant's Causeway, clambering over the stones and taking many photos.
Our final day in Belfast was spent just strolling around the city. The May bank holiday is also the day of the Belfast Marathon, so we watched the runners go past for a while, before jumping on the airport shuttle.
Since then, we have been to the theatre at Covent Garden, and I have done a bit more exploring of London while Dave works at the pub.
Hope everyone is doing well.

The Giant's Causeway
The Giant's Causeway

Carrick-a-rede rope bridge


At City Hall in Belfast