A Grand Day Out

(Cue the Wallace and Gromit theme tune!)

I love the British pragmatism of the “Bank Holiday Monday.” People need a day off occaisonally and there’s no reason why a designated and named day is required. Let’s just close all the banks and offiical offices on a Monday and call it a day off. It’s even better when not everyone gets the day. This past Monday was the spring Aberdeen Bank Holiday so I had the day off and it was time to go explore! Weather in Aberdeen didn’t look promising so we headed north to Moray where the sunshine was glorious and the temps were comfortably around 16 or 17 C (60ish for the Farenheit folks).

Starting in Elgin, we played tourist at the cathedral, parts of which date back to the 13th century. It is the historical home to the Bishop of Moray. Even though most of it was destroyed during the Reformation, the remains are still an impressive structure. We learned all about stone masonry, climbed one of the towers, wandered the graveyard, and got to see Bishop Archibald’s reconstructed effigy from his burial in 1298. Astounding to think of how old things are!

With our history itch scratched, it was time for lunch so we were off to the garden centre for some baked potatoes and paninis. If you have not yet experienced a Scottish garden center, you are in for a treat. Not only do they sell plants, outdoor furniture and other garden implements, some sell furniture or groceries and booze as well. And every one that I have ever been to has had a cafe that did everything from scones to roasts. This one was no exception and while we could have had the pork loin or haddock mornay, we decided to stick with simpler fare. We wandered around the town while our lunch settled and then it was time to hit the road – there was more of the north coast to explore.

A braugh sunny day is the perfect day for the beach so off we went to Lossiemouth – at the mouth of the river Lossie! We stopped to get some ice cream from a shop selling more types of sweets that I’ve seen in ages. Then it was time to walk the gorgeous sandy beach with our sweet treats (including sour plooms and shrimps!). We even found the campsite where Frank thinks his family went on holiday MANY years ago!

Then a short drive brought us to Cullen, an amazingly lovely seaside town – possibly one we could see ourselves retiring at someday. More wandering about town where we found: public toilets labled in Doric (I’m the quine, Frank is the loon) and a very bright dinosaur head sticking out of an empty building. Apparently this has caused much concern amoungst the locals – it even lights up at night!

But that wasn’t the highlight of the day: not far off our route home was the village of Pennan where much of the movie Local Hero was filmed. One of my favorite films, I had to stop by and see the iconic phone box that is so important to the movie. So here’s my little taste of Hollywood (freshly painted too!) All in all, it was an amazing day!

A “business” trip

A short jaunt to Switzerland isn’t enough to merit detailed updates on the travel blog but it would be a shame not to document the incredible time we had touring Switzerland for a few days with friends. I did, in fact, have a business meeting to attend: it just happened to be the day after my birthday which prompted the idea of spending a few days having fun for my birthday before doing that work thing. So we did!

There were many firsts on this trip. First time leaving Aberdeen airport at the a**crack of dawn. I was very glad that the taxi app I used to book a cab at 3:45 AM did not let us down. Of course, the lack of traffic here at that ungodly hour meant that we actually got to ABZ before the counter was open to drop off our bags. Eventually they were ticketed through to Zurich (forshadowing….) and we had plenty of time for breakfast before our BA flight to Heathrow. Just like Rochester and Kansas City, you can’t really fly anywhere from Aberdeen without changing planes and for this trip that meant braving Terminal 5.

And you probably guessed that it didn’t go very smoothly. Let’s start with the fact that we were both denied boarding through the automated gates. Frank’s boarding pass flashed “seating assignment” and mine flashed “boarding denied.” Seriously!?! Frank got a new boarding pass which worked fine. I did not. But the gate agent eventually gave up trying to fix it and let us both board. Even though were were literally the last people on the plane, we still had plenty of time to sit and gaze out at the tarmac before take off. That’s when we noticed Frank’s suitcase sitting on the ground outside the aircraft all by itself. We then watched a baggage handler pick up the bag, through it on the cart and drive it BACK to the terminal! ARGH! We altered the flight attendant who had the captain radio to the ground crew. No, we were told, it must have been a mistake because all the bags for this flight were loaded. Are we sure it was our bag? Um, yes? How many green LLBean cases with neon yellow handles do you think pass through LHR Terminal 5? It’s not like it was a random black Samsonite. But maybe we could be wrong.

But of course we weren’t. We get to Zurich and there is only one bag. We think things are fine because there are two more flights from London to Zurich that day so surely we will only have to wait a few hours. Nope. It took two days for the bag to arrive. But we didn’t wait for it. We had several busy days planned. Starting with exploring different places around Lake Zurich and a fantastic racelette dinner with our wonderful travelling companions. The next day we were headed south in the intermittent rain and grey skies that would be with us for most of the trip. But that didn’t stop us from having a lovely time visiting Einsiedeln abbey and the Black Madonna – so much pink marble!!! Then it was time for lunch while cruising Lake Luzerne where we saw the place where Switzerland was founded. A visit to the Willem Tell monument and a cup of coffee in Altdorf rounded out the day.

We were spending the next two nights in a hotel owned and operated by the Swiss National Bank with the most amazing views of the surrounding Alps. A “quick run” before dinner turned out to be a seemingly vertical hike up (then down) the mountain where my shorts and Tshirt were not quite appropriate for the light snow that started. But dinner was excellent and put us in just the right mood for what I have since dubbed the “Playroom Olympics”! The hotel had both ping pong and foosball in the kiddy room but since there were no kiddies about, we took it over. Scotland vs Switzerland. A mixed bag of results – mostly Switzerland kicking our butts but there were a few redeeming shots in ping pong before we hit the hay.

The rain the next day meant that the many outdoor activities on the agenda would be a bit soggy. However, it turned out that the calendar would be our worst enemy since most of them were not yet open for the season. So it was off to an amazing the amazing Giessbach Falls with the accompanying art deco hotel on Lake Brienz. Amazing! A hard act to follow but the St Beatus caves held their own. Nearly 1km of tunnels into the mountain with so many cool rock formations. So amazing! Back to the hotel for cocktails, another fantastic dinner, and round two of the Playroom Olympics. This time Scotland managed to not be embarrassed at foosball but completely lost all ability to play ping pong. I think we needed to be happy with the Silver medal!

One last fun day before work which was MY BIRTHDAY! And I awoke to about 10 cm of snow! (We were in the Alps!) As we drove down from our 1400m height, it mostly became rain but as we were headed to the Swiss Museum of Transport, there was no worry about the weather. We mostly stuck to the planes, trains, and automobiles so we’ll need to do the planetarium and chocolate parts next time. Still a fantastic time all around. Then a little wander around Luzerne with the famous bridge – including some shopping – and it was time to head to Zurich to prepare for the work stuff. As we approached the city, the sun came out and provided some much needed warmth and vitamin D.

The work stuff happened and then we had some more time to wander around the city in the sunshine. We made the obligatory stop at the Fraumünster to see the Chagall windows, did a little more shopping and cocktails before meeting friends and colleagues for dinner. Then the trip was pretty much complete. The flight home was less painful (although I will avoid Heathrow at all costs now!) and we managed to arrive with all our belongings where they should be. Now to prepare for the next trip scheduled for 5 days later…..

Just a few photos from the trip. Nothing could do it justice.