Not a clever idea.
Especially when at 3AM, when the last items went into the bag and it needed zipped up, the zipper breaks.
Yes, it was a great start to the day, and if it had only been me going, I would have jut sat down on the floor and cried.
But, instead, I woke up long-suffering husband, made him climb into the cubby hole in the attic - still half asleep - and dig out another bag. After repacking, drinking a stiff espresso and a last kiss goodbye, I drove off to pick up Monique.
And after an exciting drive, we arrived at the car park, and saw the first planes landing in the distance...
|Monique, looking forward to the flights, but anxious nonetheless...|
|The FlyBe propellor plane to Shetland|
At Sumburgh, we were driven to the car rental place, where our car for the week awaited. I forgot how small Ka's were! But all our luggage fit in (luckily there were only 2 of us!) and we drove off towards Scalloway, where we had rented a chalet.
|Our car for the week|
|The view from our chalet, with Scalloway Castle in the distance|
Of course, we wanted to do some exploring before the Wool Week started properly on the Monday, so we consulted our map andecided to drive to Burra. Our first stop was Hamnavoe, to see the illustrious lace fence.
|Foula in the distance|
|Almost everyone is still a fisherman here...|
|Scallops everywhere! And then this is 'just' a shed...|
|The lace fence, with onions hanging to dry. Go figure ;)|
|A better picture. It looked amazing! Definitely something to consider doing...|
After counting repeats and taking pictures of the fence from all possible angles, we drove on to East Burra.
|An old croft house/barn at East Burra, with the mountains of the Mainland behind.|
|You are joking, right?|
This island is just me all over. Greens, blues... I just blended right in.
Apart from the hair, of course :D
More next time!