Mom and I awoke to a wonderful breakfast and doggie kisses from Tigger and Ringo. Carol wished us luck on our next leg of the journey and had even packed us a lunch for the road!!! Mom and I were full of gratitude for her kindness and mom got tearful again. God so blessed us with such wonderful and gracious hosts!
Our first stop was in Lancaster to try and find some area dedicated to the Walton's, my mother's side of the family. Lost in Hornby, we finally had to give up and head back to the Motorway.
Next was Gretna Green. Pulling into the parking lot, we were shocked by the sight of the huge highlander cows. As I was trying to snap some pictures of the large creatures, mom was trying to lull them to the car by moo calling them which frightened me!!! I have to admit, the Gretna Green Museum wasn't what I had expected--it was worth stopping in Gretna Green, but I don't think I would repeat the museum.
Entering Scotland, the rolling highland hills called my name. Besides the English countryside, Scotland now has a special place in my heart. The vast open greenery scattered with farm houses, sheep, and cows brought a peace to me. In answer to my uncle's question: as mom's confidence grew--so did her speed--she laughed in the face of a roundabout!!! hahahaha We had to fill up our Jetta and mum got some diesel fuel on her hand--and feared that it's pungent smell would forever be attached to her skin. The price of diesel per liter was 109.8 which was about $8.18 US dollars per gallon according to my mom's calculations.
Our Scottish Bed and Breakfast was in Denny, a small little town just outside of Stirling. During the drive, I read aloud and dramatised Jane Austen's "The Watson's", a book I purchased at the Jane Austen Centre in Bath. It was a novel she started in Bath but never completed--mom thinks because she was depressed after her father's death and that of having to remain in Bath, a place she didn't care to much for.
One of the quotes for the day was from my chocoholic mom:
"Well, it looks like there's going to be a lot of new food to try [in Scotland], some I've never even heard of...like...Glasgow Fudge" (as I sat there prepared to hear her mention Scotland unique food and drink items like Haggas and Irn Bru) lolololololol
The other was:
"We're pirates of the highway--give us all your booty" (as she pretended to signal the Marks and Spencer off the road so we could search it for her favorite chocolate mint bars) haha
Mom started to loose her confidence in Navi--who wouldn't warn us off a turn and we had to use our intuition to figure which way to go...so mom said "Why didn't she warn us...the little brat!" Navi was like the third party in our trip.
We checked into our B&B and opted for a relaxing evening in the homey accomodations. The B&B had such large rooms and Mrs. Galloway was so sweet and had such a cute accent!!
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