Scottish Isles & Norwegian Fjords: May 28-30
May 28-29: Boston,
Amsterdam, Glasgow, Le Boreal
We had a bit of an adventure when we boarded our flight from
Boston to Amsterdam, as the Economy Comfort Plus seats we had purchased were in
an Exit Row, and the flight crew didn’t quite like the fact that Mom was
traveling with a cane (aka “assist device”). Luckily, we were able to switch
with a couple two rows in front of us, so we still got all of the same perks,
the most important of which was the extra leg room for the 6+ hour
trans-Atlantic flight.
Once we arrived in Amsterdam, we had to wait a bit for our
little shuttle ride to our next gate - I’m glad Mom had made advance
arrangements for “assistance” on this journey, as we literally went from one
gate to the very end of another terminal for our connecting flight to Glasgow!
We had equally good luck in Glasgow, as a small corps of folks was waiting with
wheelchairs for us to deplane, which also meant we got the fast-track through
the rather long line at Customs & Immigration. Sweet!
We met up with our group in the Arrivals Hall and were
treated to our first typical Scottish weather experience, when a sudden downpour
struck just as we were about to make the short walk from the terminal to our
shuttle bus. I also had the opportunity to get two Lion bars at the airport
newsstand – yay! The bus took us to The Corinthian, a hotel in downtown
Glasgow, where we enjoyed some beverages and sweets in a lovely dining room while waiting for another
bus to head to the port:
I took advantage of the time to take a short stroll around some of the central city near the hotel and was struck by the contrast between the historic Victorian buildings and the ongoing modern construction, which was emphasized by the “enhancement” to the statue in front of the Modern Art Gallery:
I took advantage of the time to take a short stroll around some of the central city near the hotel and was struck by the contrast between the historic Victorian buildings and the ongoing modern construction, which was emphasized by the “enhancement” to the statue in front of the Modern Art Gallery:
The trip from downtown to the port took about 40 minutes,
and our guide’s rather heavy Spanish accent was a bit difficult to understand
at times as she described some of what we were seeing along the way. When we
arrived at the port to check in and board our yacht, Le Boreal,
of course the rain began again, so the warm towels presented by the staff as we
entered were quite welcome.
We received our ship ID cards, had our photos taken, were
escorted to our cabin on Deck 3 (the same Deck where we entered), and had just
about enough time to unpack before participating in the mandatory life boat
drill. Mom then headed off to watch as we sailed away from Glasgow while I did
a mini boot camp workout in the cabin. Our next order of business was the “Word
of Welcome” in the Theatre on Deck 4 from Captain Erwann Le Rouzic followed by
introduction of our guest experts and information about the next day’s
schedule.
Mom and I are part of the Smithsonian Journeys group, the
largest of the “affiliate” groups on board (others are from alumni associations
and other educational organizations), so our first dinner on board was assigned
to La Boussole, the restaurant on Deck 6. We ended up being seated with the prof
from UC-Bakersfield who is the “expert” for our group, so we had some nice
dinner conversation with him and others. There was some sort of live music
offered after dinner, but Mom and I both decided that sleep was more important,
so off we went for our first overnight on board.
During the evening, from about 1-3am, we had some rather
rolling waters that kept me up. Mom slept through it all, and I’m hoping that’s
the roughest sea we encounter during the journey! Many thanks to Mom for
bringing lots of seasickness treatments and preventives, including some
pressure-point wristbands that I had put on earlier in the day, as I’m sure
that they helped me to get through the night.
May 30: Oban &
Mallaig
I woke up early to sunny skies and a scenic view and headed to the Fitness Center to jump on the
treadmill.
The machines face a wall of windows, so the view of the ocean and the landscape as I ran was quite lovely, but I could definitely feel the swell of the waves impacting my workout – up and down and up again! We decided to return to La Boussole for breakfast, as we had so enjoyed the view the evening before. The staff was equally attentive (almost too helpful sometimes…), and I was even able to order two hard-boiled eggs, which arrived at a perfect medium-boiled stage (Mr. E would approve).
The machines face a wall of windows, so the view of the ocean and the landscape as I ran was quite lovely, but I could definitely feel the swell of the waves impacting my workout – up and down and up again! We decided to return to La Boussole for breakfast, as we had so enjoyed the view the evening before. The staff was equally attentive (almost too helpful sometimes…), and I was even able to order two hard-boiled eggs, which arrived at a perfect medium-boiled stage (Mr. E would approve).
We were split into different colour groups for the day to help
organize the logistics of getting 218 passengers off-board, onto the smaller
tender ships, across to Oban, and onto the appropriate buses, aka “coaches”
here in the U.K.
As we boarded the coach, we noticed lots of fabric fishes hanging from the railing along the water:
Our guide told us that they were made by local primary school students as part of a fund-raiser. We also had a great view of our ship at anchor from the Oban pier:
As we boarded the coach, we noticed lots of fabric fishes hanging from the railing along the water:
Our guide told us that they were made by local primary school students as part of a fund-raiser. We also had a great view of our ship at anchor from the Oban pier:
The coach journey was just over 2.5 hours from Oban to Fort
William, with a rest stop along the way at The Green Welly, where I made my
first purchase of souvenir magnets and a special something for Mr. E. During the road trip, we passed through some
picturesque Scottish Highlands countryside, including several moors, and saw lots
and lots of sheep. Our guide mentioned that the population of Scotland includes
5.3 million people… and 4.5 million sheep!
At Fort William, we had lunch at the Hotel Ben Nevis, named
after the large mountain nearby, and then got back on the coaches to return to
the center of town for a bit of free time (more magnets acquired) before we
boarded the Jacobite Steam Train:
This train runs from Fort William to Mallaig, across the Glenfinnan Viaduct, and was made famous as Hogwart’s Express in the Harry Potter movies.
This train runs from Fort William to Mallaig, across the Glenfinnan Viaduct, and was made famous as Hogwart’s Express in the Harry Potter movies.
The entire journey took just over 2 hours, including one
stop in Glenfinnan, and we disembarked in Mallaig. Along
the tracks at the terminal station were some clever planters that maintain the
rail theme:
I joined some others from our group for the short walk from the station to the dock, and Mom took advantage of the shuttle bus option. We had to wait a bit for our tender back to Le Boreal, which was anchored offshore, and we then had just enough time to enjoy a bit of coffee, sweets, and yoga (me only for the latter, not Mom) before the Captain’s Welcome Reception in the Theatre.
I joined some others from our group for the short walk from the station to the dock, and Mom took advantage of the shuttle bus option. We had to wait a bit for our tender back to Le Boreal, which was anchored offshore, and we then had just enough time to enjoy a bit of coffee, sweets, and yoga (me only for the latter, not Mom) before the Captain’s Welcome Reception in the Theatre.
Mom decided to skip the gathering to rest in the cabin, so I
headed off solo and enjoyed the champagne along with some lovely conversation
with a couple from the McGill University alumni group. Once the program was
over (champagne, passed hors d’oeuvres, piano & singer, Cruise Director’s
remarks, Captain’s remarks), I returned to the cabin to fetch Mom for the
buffet dinner at La Boussole. We ended up at a table with a couple from the
William College group, including the gentleman who is their “expert” and will
be presenting a sessions later during the journey, most likely focused on
geology.
Eventually, I took the remainder of my wine and went back to
the cabin to check on Mom before heading to the lounge on Deck 6 that
supposedly has the optimal wi-fi connection so that I could work on my blog and
also check email. From the info provided in advance, I hadn’t realized that
wi-fi access onboard is only available for a fee, so I ended up opting for the
smallest package (100 minutes at 30 euros) as I want to be able to stay in
touch with Mr. E and my sister and also keep up with this blog!
The hospitality onboard has been very attentive and
courteous, including nightly turn-down service. Mom happened to be in the cabin
when the steward was just finishing up, so she got a chance to chat with him a
bit, and I very much appreciated the scene he created with my furry traveling
companions (cow and Halas) and the little wrapped candy: