So, back to business.
The next/2nd/last morning of our bus tour we all hopped back onto the bus ready for another day of exploring. Our first stop was just a little way out of Inverness.
Loch Ness!
It was quite hazy so we could only just see Nessie swimming around in the mist…
The previous night the boys had been all tough and were saying ‘I am going swimming in the Loch’ then teased me for not wanting to! The next moring; 
this is how far the canadian/hobbit/plane crash survivor got into the water.
And this is how far the kilt wearing American missionairy got before wading back out of the water and had some sort of testosterone breakdone:
I meanwhile giggled supportivly and took photos of him.
the man who lives in this caravan quit his job, sold his house and moved down by the lock and spend his time doing ‘Nessicary’ research, he is out to prove that the Loch Ness Monster exists!
this is our tour guide.
Our next stop was an ‘amazing waterfall’ but due to the lack of rain it was less amazing and less waterfall but the walk to the waterfall was nice.
as was the view.
Then we had a long drive ahead of us through Glen Coe and Fort William, past Ben Nevis and past moors where we learned stories about murder, blackmail and war.
Our driver was driving at a breakneck spead through the highlands, Lindsay and i strapped ourselves in in our back seat rebel seats and watched the highlands whizz by listening to the loud scottish music. It was like a scottish rollercoaster. By this time most people had fallen asleep. So the driver was telling us all the fascinating stories and throwing in the occasional joke about Australians!
We drove along the same part of the Highlands we had been through with Marlene and David only 1 week previously, but it felt like we were in a totally different country! The first time we had been there it was warm, sunny and clear.
but with the rain, mist, and low clouds the same area looked like this
One story is of the Macdonalds, they were being forced to sign allegience to the King, but refused. As the English armies approached them their clan chief decided that for the safety of his clan he would have to sign allegience to the King of England. But he was 1 day late. As punishment the Macdonald clan had to host a group of soldiers for a week. The Soliders ate all their food and drank all their whisky, making their was through the Macdonald Clan’s winter food stocks. The soldiers all happened to be from the Campbell clan, they recieved an order after 1 week to kill all the Macdonalds, men, women and children. So one night they started slaughtering the people whom had been hosting them, many escaped into the mountains. The leader of the soldiers told his men to leave them in the mountains because they would die soon of exposure and starvation, which many did.
The murder of the Macdonalds was meant to be a warning to other clans that they must sign allegience.
To this day, Campbells are hated in the Highlands, and we passed one hotel that refused entry to people with the surname Campbell!
The views were amazing while the stories were chilling.
Our next stop was to meet this guy:
Hamish. He is a highland cow, and very very handsome.
these were his neighbours, I am not sure why they are all standing in a line.
I was quite taken by Hamish, and for 20p you could buy some vegies which you can hand feed him. I came out of the shop with my pieces of potato, celery and carrot. 2 busloads of backpackers were trying to offer him cold wet grass while he looked from on person to another hoping someone had something better to offer.
I stood to the edge of the group, held out a piece of potato and called out to Hamish who gobbeled up the potato, leaving me with a handfull of Highland cow slobber.
I asked if anyone else wanted to feed him, they were all scared of getting bitten and maybe a little bit put off by the amount of slobber he gave me in exchange for the potato.
I knew he wouldn’t bite me if I held my hand flat, and slobber? who cares about a little bit of cow slobber 
So I fed Hamish the rest of his lunch while 30+ tourists too chicken to try it for themselves took my photo!
can you see the strings of slobber linking his mouth to my hand?
I further impressed everyone with by wiping my hands on the wet grass, then on my jeans, giving Hamish one last goodbye wave and hopping back on the bus.
Our next stop was the castle used in Monty Python’s Holy Grail.
the 1 castle was filmed from different angles to make it look like multiple castles!
we walked around it being very original and quoting Monty Python to one another
We then were driven to the Robert the Bruce monument in Stirling,
we walked up a very steep hill to check out the monument
this is Robert the Bruce, we was said to be very very tall!
Our American Kilt wearing friend took this photo of us climbing the wall
and we took this photo of him
climbing the wall and having a few Marylin Monroe problems with his kilt.
After learning more about our Americna friend, such as what he wore under his kilt…we headed back onto the bus for the trip back into Edinburgh.
We hopped off the bus at the Royal Mile, walked back to our Hostel, Checked in for the 3rd time, had ham and eggs for dinner and went to sleep!
We spent out last day before heading to Holland chilling out in the lovely warm kitchen at the hostel.
Up Next Holland!