These are all mine; thus they suck. You will have to wait until I can get my hands on everybody else's pics, to see the good stuff. Also, I would like to apologize for both my narration and random finger in the videos. My editor joined the trip too late to prevent it.
The first two minutes on the left. Until this I was Panicked about the round abouts.
This is the bridge outside Blair Castle.
Not sure why I thought the antlers would give my Mother and Aunt a nice foreground effect. See people. This is why I shouldn't be a photographer.
He was very friendly!
How you officially know you are in Scotland.
The "Highlander" Castle. Eilean Donan. The youngster of all the castles.
Hmm. Makeup would have been a smashing idea.
Ditto for this one...I have serious travel face.
Mom is a master "no hair in my face" poser. You put the "lean" in Eilean Donan.
My Auntie and Grammy
Out behind the Hostel on the Isle of Skye. "Skye Walker Hostel" and Yes, Luke and C3PO were there.
Blooper face! Ten seconds on a camera timer is shorter then I thought.
Better. The group outside Skye Walker.
Road side Berries.
Again with the No skills foreground effect thing. Photography must not be inherited.
Donvegan Castle on the Isle of Skye
How much is that Mommy in the window...How much is that Mommy for sale...
Oh, wait. I want my money back.
Carrie in the Dungeon.
The jail system sucked in the old days. I say we put this back into use! There was a slit in the wall that allowed the prisoners to smell the food from the kitchen; just to add insult to the injury you received from the fall into the cell.
The Ladies
I was there too
Mom on the way to the seal wharf
"Allo!" said the Policeman's child from the mail flap. This is both the Police station, and the Policeman's house.
The Tax collection office.
Low riding? No. Up to the axle in mud. Mom didn't do it! She didn't. She really didn't. (She didn't do it)
Thats right. I helped by pushing (the button on my camera)
According to the local who helped, We are actually not supposed to drive into the ditch. Stupid Tourists.
This is a "Passing Place". Basically you drive toward each other as fast as you can, then the chicken pulls into one of these. You'll notice who won this round.
Isle of Skye
Kilt Rock. Bet you can't guess why its named that...
The "Poorly Named" award goes to...Digestive Biscuits! They are wonderful. The first one is OK. But you soon find yourself on your third package. Tim battled security to bring some back to the states.
His and Her's
I can't remember what this is called. So its the random rock stacking place.
When in Rome, stack rocks like all the other tourists.
Two generations of dog fouling area berry eaters. Most of you wont get that, and thats fine.
Unfortunate work on Roselin Chapel. The Da Vinci Code ends here, at this chapel.
Snype of the cute little Scottish man with the Clan hat and cane.
Edinburgh
Carrie and a cute horse guarding the chapel
Edinburgh POW camp. We barely made it out alive.
Midevil Crocs
Intestine bowl art?
Our mandatory Starbucks Visit
A Scottish "no parking" sign. I'm pretty sure you could fight that ticket in court.
A "close" is an alley leading to an open courtyard. We were debating what was at the Fleshmarket. I don't agree with Mom. She thinks they sell meat there. I think it was more red light...
Red doors on churchs everywhere.
Watch out Boys! Gram is on the loose!
See the guy all the way to the right. His face is on wrong.
The Ladies
Street performance in Edinburgh.
Gram at a Castle. Can't remember the name.
Mom at nameless castle
Me
Driving on the left
Having tea, while Mom and Carrie stole apples.
Outside the King's Hunting Lodge
Illegal picture. I loved that dress though.
Very tiny stairs. Can you imagine going down these in that dress? ludicrous.
My piggy friends and George, the Cashmere goat.
They were lost in there!
Finally
Mom's Mystery pants. Only one leg shrunk
The Organic Farm outside West Linton.
The lady at the farm promised she would not allow a Sow to attack us. Thanks
This Sow really needs something for perspective. She was bigger than me.
6 day old Piggies
Apparently Pigs are woodland animals and hate to be dirty.Huh. Now I feel like a city girl.
The Chickens get to walk around and lay their eggs anywhere.
This is their Lily. She looks like My Lily, but she liked Gram more then me.
Cinderella building the coal fire.
Gram preparing the Rhubarb
The view from the front door of our Cottage.
6 degrees. Celsius or Fahrenheit, thats cold
Funny signs
Mom from Linlithgow Palace
The floors burned out
The HUGE fireplace. See the normal sized doorway to the left of the fireplace.
The courtyard
We decided the ruined castles are way more fun.
Tiny Aunt Carrie in the Royal chambers
All the fire places
The Top
I kinda like that she isn't looking.
The little white thing is Mom trying to focus her camera from the grassy knoll.
The world is her napkin
I had to take one of the tourists
At Sterling, the "Palace of Pleasures" and now you know why.
The British are coming!
Somewhere I am taking a picture
Royal ladies
The bastard Nazi's dropped millions of these on the troops in the trench. Everyone around though everything was fine because there hadn't been an explosion. Brutal.
Timmy and I now...Week 2
Scone
It was bright
Not sure those crazy Scottish thugs have acquired all their tagging material correctly.
This is outside our B and B in Loch Ness.
The Sheep are racist. See any black sheep? No you don't. Thats because they keep to their own color. Crazy huh? Its like the sheep are stuck in the 50's. And I promise I didn't know that when I was taking this picture. I'm just happy because there are sheep. We found out about the racism the next day.
Our B and B was a working Farm. Tim would like to correct that it is actually a ranch. Not a farm.
Ok ready for this? Commence my posing disaster exhibiton! If this leaves you clueless, then I've done my job.
My husband forced me to stop.
Pass the salt please
He was solving the worlds problems.
Me and Matilda the Highland Cow
The breakfast nook. and a serious need for lighting adjustment.
Tim on the B and B "ranch"
Loch Ness and the Urquhart Castle. We were cooked breakfast by a Urquhart. We never knew we had been staying with Royalty!
The view
You just never know what he is looking at.
See me? I'm at the bottom of the tree...makes things look a little different huh?
Chuck Norris wins staring contests with a camera.
Tiny Tim at the Soldiers leap. It is said that a soldier jumped the river here to get away from battle. Tim says its crap.
Linlithgow Palace
Edinburgh
Ice cream during the five minutes of rain we had.
The survival rate cannot be good
Now I feel safe on this bus...
Timmy want food
Hard of hearing? No text boxes for the Scottish! I think her facial expressions add just the right little something.
Timmy at breakfast. Fine. Be that way. I'll still put it on the Blog.
My Highland Hero
Scotland's Highland Hero. William Wallace.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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