Once settled at our hotel in Edinburgh, we quickly arranged to tour the Scottish Highlands by coach

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Even now, Scotland captivates me. It is the place of a few of my ancestors - MacDonalds, Campbells (who were warring factions against each other in 1692 when the Massacre of Glen Coe occurred) others. Thus my heart felt right at home in this amazing land.
There are commercial elements to Scotland, but far less so than our other travel experiences. It has commercial elements to it, but mostly Scotland oahu helicopter tours has maintained a sense of yesterday, of yesteryear.
Once settled at our hotel in Edinburgh, we quickly arranged to tour the Scottish Highlands by coach (no danger of our driving here: on the wrong side of the car, on the wrong side of the road). Scotland is land dotted with lochs, oahu helicopter tours mountains, glens, rivers moors. It's impossible to travel in any direction without being assaulted oahu helicopter tours by beauty. Though we encountered rain clouds, they only added to the magic of the moment.
From Scotland we flew to Dublin, where we rented a flat on Dublin Bay for a week. In hindsight, I wish I'd booked a week in Scotland and but 3 days in Ireland ... Oh well, hindsight makes for better tours in the future.
Ireland is aptly named, The Emerald Isle. The countryside is truly painted with the most vivid shades of green, now dotted with splashes of Fall golds, reds oranges. Our little roost, complete with a halltree funky shower (pictures cannot do it justice), is 3 miles from the heart of Dublin.
Before rains set in, we quickly cobbled a 14 hour tour to see as much of the countryside as possible. After a good night's sleep, oahu helicopter tours we headed out early to roam far and away ... From Galway Bay to the Castle of Dunquire we were amazed at the vast, largely unpopulated countryside. As we passed through the village of Kinvarra we thought we'd found home. It was a Norman Rockwellian experience, to say the least!
Dublin is a city of foot traffic, and thousands of pairs of them! The crush of tourist traffic surprised up given the "off season" nature of September. And the pubs - 1,746 of them in Dublin alone! Oh my goodness. I can see why the call one tourist attraction a "Pub Crawl". We opted out of that in favor of something far more personal ...
As I mentioned, the city center is about 3 miles from us. We've used the distance for our daily walks, opting out of bus transport unless or until we're too tired to walk. Besides, given the chocolate, pastry, bread butter (LOTS of butter) here, we NEED to walk.
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