Isle of Skye Weekend
After arriving in Kyleakin, we got settled in our hotel and then had dinner. Kyleakin is a coastal town on the Isle of Skye, and is so small that establishments don’t really have to be named – it’s THE restaurant and THE bar and THE hotel. My friends and I went exploring after dinner, walking the main street and eventually attempting to make our way to the castle, which was much more difficult to get to than anticipated. We had to trek through really marshy terrain and climb several hills, but it was gorgeous. I spent the entire time just saying to myself ‘this place can’t be real.’ After the hike, we went to the beach and then met up with other IFSA students and staff for a pint at the local pub and to listen to some live music.
The next day I woke up with the beginnings of what would eventually turn into a pretty miserable cold. Breakfast was followed by a visit to Armadale Castle and a short stop in Portree before the group was split into those who wanted to hike the Old Man of Storr and those who wanted to go on a bus tour of the island. Because the weather was uncharacteristically perfect, I opted for the hike. Once again, I was just completely taken aback by the stunning views of the Outer Hebrides. After the hike up and back, we met up with the other group in Portree before going to the magical faerie river at Sligachan. Skye is an island permeated with myth and lore, and it is believed that those who wash their faces in the river will be granted eternal youth. I’ll let you know how it works out. Then it was back to the inn for dinner and more wandering around Kyleakin. By this point my cold had progressed, so I went to bed early, but most people joined in the football/soccer game that had started in nearby field, went to the pub, or played cards and hung out in the inn.
We departed for Edinburgh the next morning, with the bus journey once again broken up by various stops, the first of which was at Eilean Donan castle, the most photographed castle in Scotland. You might recognize it from films such as ‘Made of Honor.’ After a rest stop at Spean Bridge, we had a photo stop in Glencoe, the sight of the 17th century massacre of the MacDonald clan by the Campbell clan. Our last stop was in Tyndrum for lunch. We arrived in Edinburgh around 5PM, and I immediately went home to sleep off the last of my cold so I would be ready to catch a train to London the next morning to meet my family.