Partie de Champagne.,.+*

We didn't get a pic of the famous HAIRY COOS in Scotland so we were hunting over the places for one to take a pic of. We finally found one right under the barracks blew up by the Highlanders who heard that their Bonnie Prince Charlie had left them to their own fate after the defeat on the battlefield of Culloden. Too bad the coo just didn't want to turn its head toward us! It didn't even bother to look up at us. It just went about its own business! We waited forever but yah.. that was just too bad.

View from the Kilt Rock. Isle of Skye

Our guide warned us about eating our take-way fish and chips by the harbor ’cause he was a victim of the vicious seagulls that roam the area. He says the seagulls there are like the size of ostrich. They wear those kamikaze goggles above their eyes and they wait patiently above humans (eg. on a lamp pole) who just got freshly fried fish and chips from the nearby store for the right moment to plunge down (in the tora tora style) and snatch the food.

Got on a coach to Glasgow right after our minibus took us back to Edinburgh. Said bye to all the great people I met on the tour. 3 days flew by just like that. Seriously hoped I had more time. Time passes so fast when one's having fun. =P