We flew into the southern part of the Shetland Islands. Glen got his pinky-purple little car--ahhh, so masculine. Off we drove to Lerwick, which is about 22 miles north. We stopped for lunch--more fish and chips. All of that grease is not doing well for Glen's tummy and my nose...
I finally got my wee felted puffin--although I've actually only seen one puffin and it almost cost me my life trying to get a picture of him.
We continued driving north to Brae. Our hotel was built in the 1500's and is a bit of a maze. Our "view" is of the garbage cans outside but the actual hotel is unique.
After a little sleep for me and an "internet" break for Glen we headed off on a hike close to our hotel. It took us through fields of sheep and heather. It was beautiful. We got a bit lost and headed to the cliffs (seems to be a theme on this trip). It was challenging following what were sheep paths and the real path. We were looking for a lighthouse. We discovered a few wee lakes and then ended up at a huge crevice. Got lots of wild pictures of Glen and I on cliffs. I think we scared each other "*&^less."
We hiked back (it was about a 3 hour hike in the end) and then drove back to the hotel.
We had a great dinner. Our waitress is from Poland (Anya) and is just graduating from Gdansk University in marine architecture! It is so surprising when you ask people about their stories!
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