So we stopped at this little 'ol place called Dornie, there is a rather large old castle there, but the more important thing was that we went to the local pub for lunch where I learnt two things..
1) fish and chups is not really like our fish and chips back home and they seem to have an aversion to using sauce bottles and hence have micro sized sauce satchels instead.. thats all well and good, but you gotta use 219 of them to actually get any useful amount of source out, this did have a positive outcome tho.. kinda.. it meant the crazy kids could only eat so much sauce.. they were limited to how fast they could open these wee satchels… hence tickles aka 'would you like a chip with your sauce' went a bit hungry and frustrated 🙂
2) I should really down multiple Guinness before heading off to work – so I am there ordering myself and the girls a real manly round of apple juice and diet coke when at the end of the bar I notice.. well it was a bit hard not to notice, a local scottish gentleman (and I mean that in the true sense) at the end of the bar with a pint of Guinness in his hand. Now that in it sense may not seem strange, however he was decked out in a full kilt and knocking this beer back at a pretty impressive rate, the barperson (note i use the non sex biased version 😉 ) had just finished topping up the second pint and placed it in front of him, at which I thought 'sh$t.. respect to these dudes in scotland' and headed back to my table with my manly apple juice and diet coke 🙂
After lunch and leaving a pile of sauce satchels 3 kms high we went and visited this castle, stuffed if I can remember the name of it.. Eleanor i think .. and during the visit in the Grand Trophy room who should be there! the dude from the pub.. and I'll tell ya what, he was pretty darn jolly and gave us a great little tour of the spot.. so good onya mate and onto the moral of the ramblings… drink Guinness before doing anything to ensure jolliness 🙂