Scotland and Wales

So I have been plugging away at this blog, trying to tell a true story, but tonight I am going to rush through this one, because even though these pictures were taken in June, it is now September, and that means it is time for our Chuseok break.  Yup, I am not even finished telling this story, and it is time for the next one to begin.  So here we are in Scotland. 

Finally time for the bagpipes!

The port is named Grenock, and it is ok.  We got some toothpaste, colored pencils, and a note pad here.  

And I tried to talk Gary into buying this place for me, but he declined.  I thought it would be a nice place for you all to come visit, since no one will visit us in Korea. 

We could walk around.  

Or take a drive..

and see some sheep...

Until we got here!  Sterling Castle.  If you saw the movie Braveheart, then you know the story of William Wallace.  Well, this is where he was captured.  Which stinks. 

Imagine trying to storm this?!?

Much better to just relax and have an ice cream. 

Do you think someone is in there?  

What can you even say about these two? 

The view from the top.  When the castle was built, all the surrounding area was marsh, but now you can live in the Sterling Condo... 

This lady has been making a rug by hand for over 4 years.  She (and a team of others) are recreating a rug from the castle using materials as if they were still living way back when.  Except for the Bose headphones.... which block out all of the annoying people trying to talk to her and ask her questions.  

A couple more shots before we get back on the boat. 

We <3 bagpipes="" td="">

There IS a person inside here, and then a big fan blows him up.. and if it is windy it is really funny to watch him!

The loch ness monster. 

Next stop was Wales.  Not so sure I would want to be the prince of here.  It was kind of poor and run down, and the main attraction that we saw was a church group putting on some pretty bad dancing.  

But they did have some cute paint jobs.

And a kind of weird bridge that didn't really go anywhere.

But it was ok, until we got back on the bus and headed to the beach front.

So the kids played on the beach, Gary had one big sip...

Ane we got to watch a re-enactment of some battle, with a cannon that fired every 30 minutes on the nose.  

After having about 4 heart attacks from the cannons we decided that we had seen enough of Wales and it was time for us to head back to the good old US of A... so here we come!