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ObAAAAAn & some isles

Gesa and I went out separate ways, so I headed south to Oban. A picturesque coastal fishing village.. Absolutely beautiful and crawling with old people. I bused from Inverness to Fort William, and holy crap driving a bus on the roads here takes TALENT. I don't get nauseated easily, but hot damn it was a lot of windy road and brake slamming. I had the unfortunate luck of getting stuck behind three bridge openings into Loch Ness, delaying our bus and making me miss my Fort William to Oban bus. Ok mom - you're for sure going to murder me when I get back - my options were wait 5 hours and get another bus bringing me into Oban super late.... Or get my money back and hitchhike... Soooooo I took option 2 and spent the rest of the way with a super amazing Aussie couple. :)  I arrived in Oban safe and sound and quickly realized I was amongst the youngest there. I spent my evening wandering around town. Met a fellow Albertan, got some fish and chips and ate them in the rain. 

The next day I decided to do an island tour. Again I was the youngest person by far there... I sat beside a super nice Welsh couple who I chatted with the entire ferry ride. We were about to go our separate ways when they asked to bless me and say a little prayer. I figured why not, I could use all the prayers i could get. They even offered a place in Wales if I ever decided to visit. Anyway.. Back to the island tour - this shit is made for old people. So after listening to boring shit on a bus, playing with some puffins on Isle of Staffa, getting day-runk on a beach on Isle of Iona, I decided to go my separate way on Mull. It was brilliant... I hitchhiked my way around mostly with locals and a visiting English family. I barely made it back for the last ferry soaking wet and happy as a pig in shit as my mother would say. 

Isle of Iona

Puffins on Isle of Staffa

Isle of Mull

Iona & Mull in the distance 

Most puffins. So fun to photograph :)




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