With my first Christmas and New Years since I left Aus on its way it was time to think of something special. It wasn't tough to come to a decision though when the organiser to Toga New Years was running a Hostel in Scotland!
Amanda and Goof kicking it in The North.
So without too much fuss Amanda, Goof, and I jumped into the smallest car I could hire and drove back to The North.
We arrived on Christmas Eve just in time to party with the newest hostel guests and staff. A special guest had also arrived. Nathan, one of Alison's best friends from school also joined us as he was finishing off a Europe trip.
Nathan points off the the distance while Good, Alison, Willy Wall, and I do the correct thing. This was Chrstmas, you can tell as we are still semi lucid.
Christmas day saw us all open little presents, drink some beer, eat an AMAZING Christmas lunch that we all pitched in the cook, and even follow the old Aussie tradition of playing some sports (no matter what the weather).
Nathan kicks the ball like a true Victorian, that is to say not at a building
Unfortunately, while trying to teach some of the Europeans the finer aspects of kicking a Aussie Rules Footy Goof managed to kick onto the roof of a building.
Becky bowls to Goof, unbelievably bowling him out before the ball leaves her hand
Cricket was similarly cursed as the extreme winds would often send the ball back towards the bowler before it had reached the batter, although more concerning was Eva's continual, and effective, sledging...
Football lasted longer than both our other attempts at sport. Perhaps that is why the Europeans are so fascinated with the sport - it just works for their climate,
We spent the intervening days between Christmas and New Years traveling through some nearby sites visiting neolithic stones, cairns, and graveyards.
Baiky in the Nether Largie at Kilmartin desperately trying to escape.
My camera was not working at the time so my photos are limited, but we did find some large stones set up to catch the sun on the solstices as well as some mad sun dials that also marked months of the year.
More Big rocks. It seems all they have here is bad weather, castles, and big rocks.
New Years was pretty much the same as Christmas eve...except with absinthe and dancing in the street.
Just say the word absinthe and Baiky comes a-runnin'.
Oban had a cool party in town that we joined for the countdown before we headed out to a nearby pub to drink until the kicked us out. I was feeling somewhat lazy by this stage and so I went out in my slippers. It was awesome!
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