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Saturday 2nd October 2004
  
So today was mainly travelling . . . it took most of today to get to Tobermory. Starting off badly, our train was delayed at Oxenholme for over an hour. Checking our various connection times, it didn't seem like we would make the last ferry from Oban to Craignure. During the train journey, I explained this to the, er . . . Virgin Trains employee . . . she seemed a bit stressed . . . I guess the simple people assume that every single employee of Virgin Trains had planned this delay very meticulously, not expecting those affected to be upset or anything. But they are upset, and anyone vaguely connected with Virgin Trains . . . well, it's their fault. But, all things considered, it all went very smoothly, Virgin Trains providing a taxi from Glasgow Queen Street all the way to Oban. We reached Oban barely twenty minutes late. Must be the only time I've had a taxi for a one hundred mile journey . . . and not directly paid for it. So, yeah . . . that was good. That weird flag was on the Oban-Craignure ferry (run by Caledonian MacBrayne, or Cal-Mac for short). I love ferries . . . you can buy alcoholic drinks and run around like a mad thing . . . then stand on the top deck . . . so windy your drink almost gets blown away. Great. Those first two pictures were taken just before our ferry turned up at 18:00. It was a 45 minute journey to Craignure. On reaching Craignure, it was pretty dark and pouring down . . . but the free shuttle service to Tobermory was there waiting for us and . . . another 40/45 minutes later, we were there. I checked into my place first, as that was on the way to Tarn's hostel . . . Tobermory was tiny . . . pretty much just a main street.
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These pictures here were all taken between 21:28 and, erm, quarter to ten. So this is the Mishnish, one of Tobermory's three pubs. It was kind of okay here . . . lively and all . . . but, by the end of the week, it wasn't our favourite pub. It was funny because when we first entered this pub, trying to decide where to sit, we found this cute little room pictured here. Later on, we left and came back around midnight (the pub shut at something crazy like 2am, but you had to be in before midnight), and the place was heaving. Just on a whim, I made my way through the crowd, trying to find the same room and, crazy enough, it was empty.
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