Back from three weeks of touring the Western Isles and can't get over the beauty of that area.
Started off camping at Hadrian's Wall and walking a short stretch of it, then taking the van the long way up towards the far flung corners of the north.
Good couple of days in Edinburgh, we took part in an Auld Reekie Ghost Walk and the guide, Luke, (he was great) pulled me out of the crowd to play the part of a "witch." (How did he know I have a bent finger on my left hand?) Luckily, when I had to scream as the crowd shouted for me to be "burnt at the stake" it came out as a loud ear splitting shriek which could be heard for miles. Didn't know I could act.
Orkney is beautiful, but I didn't enjoy the rough eight hour ferry crossing and spent most of the time hunched over a sickbag. Hey ho.
But the real star of the show was the VW Camper Van. It was stared at, photographed and admired throughout the journey. I knew these vans were cool but I had no idea of their iconic status throughout the generations. Has to be a retro marketing opportunity there?
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