Whilst camping in Stornaway after week of island hopping my wife demanded that we book into a hotel! It had rained consistently for the week and we weren't that well prepared so got a bit soggy. (I hadn't found this site back then!) Unfortunately my ill preparedness has cost me as she now point blank refuses to ever sleep in a tent again.
Comedy moments on that trip were the girls hotwiring the washing machines in a campsite to plug their straighteners in and spending an hour plus doing their hair only to step outside the wash block to be blown away by gales and torrential rain! and the locals in Uig locking us all in the pub and playing the duelling banjos was amusing...on hindsight...
Comedy moments on that trip were the girls hotwiring the washing machines in a campsite to plug their straighteners in and spending an hour plus doing their hair only to step outside the wash block to be blown away by gales and torrential rain! and the locals in Uig locking us all in the pub and playing the duelling banjos was amusing...on hindsight...