We rode the train from England to Scotland and we stayed in a resort hostel. Seems like an oxymoron but that is what it was called. We all looked like the biggest tourists.
Brandt got a hairwrap on the royal mile.
We went to the ruins of a priory. It was the most beautiful day ever and we got to ride on a boat over.

We took some family photos at the priory.

We looked at this for a few hours.

We soaked our feet on the dock waiting for the boat.

We took some family photos at the priory.
We looked at this for a few hours.
We soaked our feet on the dock waiting for the boat.
We climbed 246 stairs to the get to the top of The Wallace Monument to enjoy a spectacular view.
We went to Stirling Castle and I finally found where I belong.
That is a brief summary of our trip. What do you think, is it the Athens of the north?
Okay... Brandt standing up on King Arthur's seat made me laugh out loud! What a great pic! Miss you guys!
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