Day 12: Isle of Mull...and massive Storm

This morning we headed to the capital of Mull called Tobermory. Our tour guide, Ian, warned us that there's a good chance that after Tobermory, we'll need to get back to the hotel, pack and get the flock off the island. This storm that's coming in is causing all the ferrys to close and as such, we'll need to hit a ferry earlier than planned in order to not be stuck on the Isle of Mull. There are few things that have to fall into place, like where we're going to stay if we do get off the island. Ian and Globus figured it all out while we were wandering Tobermory.

It was sprinkling in Tobermory and a bit chilly. It didn't stop us from going in and out of all their brightly colored stores.

Tobermory has a city cat it turns out. There were two, but one of them passed a couple of years ago. This Tom Cat technically belongs to the distillery, but visits all the shops for some love and food. He was quite sweet and very interested in having attention paid to him. I got to pet him and got a Meow out of him. What I didn't get was his name...

Before hopping back on the bus, I was a bit chilled so I stopped into this chocolate shop and grabbed myself a hot chocolate. The options for this cocoa is plain, or with whipped cream, or with marshmallows OR with marshmallows AND whipped cream. Yes please.

As soon as we got back on the bus, Ian told us that yes we found accommodations in Glasgow and that we needed to get back to the hotel, pack, grab a lunch and then get on the road to hit a 2:15 ferry off the island.

And so we did. Thankfully we hadn't really unpacked too much since we'd only been there for a day. We packed our bags, brought them to the lobby and then plopped down to have a quick bite.

The trip to Glasgow was long and wet. The rain had started, which made taking photos out of the coach difficult. One of the lochs we saw along the way was the famous Loch Lomond. Though you really couldn't see it too well.

We got to our hotel quite late and had dinner even later. I'm impressed with Globus and their quick move to get us out of danger and safely to a city where it was pretty likely that none of us would miss our flights on Friday.

Tomorrow we'll be killing time by visiting some museums in Glasgow. The itinerary has been thrown out the door thanks to this storm, but I'm ok with that. I'm exhausted and I'm ready to be home. I have confirmed that 14 days is a long time to be away and on vacation. IF we had days off, the 14 days may not have been so bad, but 14 days of running and getting up early and seeing everything you can, certainly takes it toll.