Reykjavik-London-Glenlyon

31.10.19 – 1.11.19

(No pics in this post, sorry! Either travelling in the air or in the dark!)

A 4am start is a big ask in anyone’s book I reckon. Add to that me feeling absolutely lousy with aches all over, and you get travel at its least glamorous!

Leaving Katie and Chris in blissful slumber (they had a later flight back to London), we had to return our beloved Snorri to the hire company office near the airport by 5am and were then shuttled to the terminal. If previous customer service was anything to go by, we thought it would be a miracle if anyone was actually at the car rental office! But there was, along with 10 customers. Trouble was, the shuttle bus only had room for 8! Lucky we were No’s 7 & 8 and weren’t No’s 9 & 10. They were told “The office is shut. Wait in you car until I come back”.

As I said, lucky us!

Our flight was very smooth and we winged our way over the west coast of the UK, even passing the Lake’s District and the canals we had travelled along a couple of weeks ago. It was all clear as a bell. Did I take any pics? Oops! It was such a treat having a window seat, nearly as good as sitting up the front on the top deck of a London bus!

This time we landed at Gatwick, so the above ground train back into Central made a nice change from the 25 tube stops to Heathrow!

Washing done, phone credit topped up, panadol plus x 4 swallowed, and all was well in the world.

Several months ago in Sydney, a neighbour brought down some research he’d been doing into the house names in our street. He didn’t find anything out about his own house, but did discover that our house was first documented in 1890, belonging to Alfred Mount, a local Stationer. By 1894, the house had been given the name ‘Glenlyon’.

I was on a mission! Knowing that people often named their houses after the place they originally called home, a few minutes on Google told me that Glenlyon was in Perthshire, and was “one of the most picturesque Glens in Scotland”. I didn’t need anymore persuading!

So today we set off to see what we could discover. Flight to Edinburgh, train to Perth, hire car to Glenlyon, just west of Aberfeldy.

We drove in the dark and mist from Perth for about 1 1/2 hours to our Airbnb home for the next 5 nights, right on Loch Tay. Our hosts Hilary and Dougie were there to greet us and are just lovely. After a bit of a nervy drive, it was great to finally reach our destination and see some happy friendly faces. Hilary had put the essentials, wine and milk, in the fridge ready for us!

Oh, and I did take one photo today, or rather John did.

Front seat, top deck!