Highland Hols #2

Scotland is bigger than it looks. This is because, as you go north, the roads get narrower.

For example, here is a Scottish A road, and an English A road (photos by jules and George Hatton, respectively):
 

In order to make it to Torridon by the appointed hour we had to drive diligently, and only stopped off for a couple of hours to tourist around Eilean Donan Castle. We were, of course, still bruised, and it was also raining quite a bit. But it was a fun stop.

For our honeymoon we stayed at the Loch Torridon hotel, a hotel which was then of similar stature to Ardanaiseig. However, it has at some point in our lengthy absence been rebranded as the "The Torridon" and now sports a dark grey and white sign at the entrance. As those of you who follow interior design will know, dark grey signifies an over-adherence to current fashion trends. And sure enough the prices have gone through the roof, and we no longer found any point at all staying there. Instead we opted for The Aurora B&B in nearby Shieldaig. The owner is a real stickler, with extraordinary attention to detail. You feel you really must obey the rules, but as a result it is an extremely comfortable place to stay and we would gladly return.   Our first fishy dinner was enjoyed in downtown Shieldaig. Funny thing about British people is that they don't normally eat any raw seafood apart from the one raw thing that the Japanese wisely avoid - raw oysters! So, despite my generic yearning for raw fish, I avoided the oysters and remained un-poisoned.