My uncle Dick got in yesterday! How exciting! We ate some pretty tasty pub food and then went on a search for this Park Bar but after walking a few blocks we gave up. We woke up early today and journeyed to Oban. The train ride was through the mountains and was really pretty. It was so green and felt kind of like we were in the Rocky Mountains. We ate traditional Scottish shortbread cookies to pass the time. Oban, used to be a huge Sea Port and is where you would go to get to all the Islands off the coast of Scotland. Part of the train was being worked on so we had to transfer to a bus and it took a little bit longer leaving us not too much time to look around. There was this Coliseum looking structure called Craig’s Tower that this man was building but never got to finish after he passed away.
Dick really had wanted to take me up further to Fort Williams where my great great great ancestors were from: the Chisholm’s and Mackintosh’s. But that would have been an even longer journey. They left in 1803 and settled in Nova Scotia. He bought me this map that shows where the clans had been in Scotland and all the different tartans. We also saw samples of the plaids and each family’s plaid also had a hunting version that was the same stripes but made of green and brown colors. It was kind of a camouflage version which amused me.
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Too bad no one in our family hunts. Otherwise, you could be all about making some camouflage hunting outfits for Christmas presents. And that would have been SWEET.
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