Isle of Bute 30 August
I had got quite attached to my wonderful room in Motel One and the friendly staff, but it was time to go out on my own to the Island of Bute.
After a very pretty train trip I arrived at Wemyss bay, pronounced Weems.
The ferry only takes 35 minutes
and there's no shortage of seats on a cool August day!
How I love this gaellic language, pronounced like garlic in Scotland and gaellic in Ireland apparently.
Although I had been told about how magnificent this building is, I was still completely unprepared for the display of wealth, the tons of Italian marble, the massive tapestries and the priceless paintings.