We now know that Scottish hotels have one thing in common: Fire Drills. For the second day/stay in a row, we were able to participate in a hotel fire drill, although some of felt that we had performed so well in the first one that we didn't need to participate in the second. Also, the first (at 11 or so at night) had produced such a wonderful array of fashion statements (Gunnar, Colin and Those Who Shall Not Be Named) that the rest of us felt inadequate to putting in an appearance at the Stirling Outing, as it shall be known.
It is raining (again) here in Scotland, although yesterday morning was glorious for the visit to the Battlefield of Culloden. The new visitor's center is very well done, with some unique ways of portraying a rather complex subject wrt circumstances leading the the battle, the battle itself and the aftermath.
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