I believe it was a Thursday, when we headed from Edinburgh south, to the Borderlands. Instead of renting a car from the airport, this time we rented one from Waverly Station. wow. Three times the cost for one third the time. NOT a deal I would recommend. The original plan was to rent a manual, but once he'd driven for a few days, he realized that trying to shift in city traffic would be some kind of nightmare.
He walked downtown to pick up the car, while I waited outside after checkout. It took longer than we expected, but eventually he made his way back, and we said, "Goodbye!" to The Snug.
Sir Walter Scott lived in Dryburgh. Legend has it that he would stop his carriage at this lookout, every time he went to or from Dryburgh. He was out of town when he died. When his horses pulled the carriage containing his body home for burial, they automatically stopped and waited...for him to admire the view.
I'm almost done with the trip review, but don't fret. Each day was packed as fully as the next. whew!
entry done! Where are the Hens?
4 days ago