06-19 Cheeseburgers, pizza, tacos
I consider myself something of a foodie, but upon returning from Scotland, these were the things we all craved. If I could have sustained myself on single malt whiskeys the whole time, trust me, I might have. While England is the country most notorious for bland, beef-and-potato food, its neighbor Scotland is not much better off. The only saving grace of the west coast is the ultra-fresh seafood: I had both the best scallops and mussels I've ever eaten. But they don't do curry well, as popular as it is, and fish and chips get old fast. And while haggis isn't as nasty as it sounds, I'd be hard pressed to eat it every day. The main problem of mine? They seemed to have two flavors, salt and sugar. I've never been a huge fan of super-salty or super-sweet food. But those scallops. Yum.
All in all, a very full week in Argyll, consisting of:
All in all, a very full week in Argyll, consisting of:
- a 3-night stay at Stonefield Castle hotel in Tarbert (where the view was amazing and the game and fish offerings easily eclipsed most food around)
- trips to ruined castles, Iona Abbey, Fingol's Cave on Staffa Island, and some more ruined castles
- A couple-night stay in Oban that yielded this knowledge: try not to hang out in O'Donnell's Irish pub for too long.
- a wedding
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