After getting our stuff together and packing back on to the bus, we made our merry way north towards John O’ Groats and the ferry to the Orkneys. First stop was Wick, to get some groceries for the next few days. This also happens to be where some of Hamish’s family came from, before they moved to NZ.
Me at Duncansby Head lighthouse - the most northern tip of Scotland!
Then we headed to our ferry, which is supposedly the most notorious crossing of the
Heather put in the grill of a car brings luck :)
Mish arrives in Orkney
For dinner we went to a local ‘chippie’ or fish n chip shop. Kenny loves to barter for a ‘discy’, so he managed to get a group special for some good ol’ fish n chips (with salt n vinegar of course). Then we all sat on the curb and ate our own wee parcel. The locals loved it, because as they drove past there were 30 people sitting on a curb outside the chippie eating their product.
We got lots of waves and toots, everyone was really friendly. Orcadian accents are also really lovely – quite soft and a bit easier to understand than the stronger Scottish accents.
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