The Scots – we are rescued

It’s a big risk to talk in generalities about any one group of people as any group is made of individuals.  I’ll take a chance.  On our first day in Scotland (yes this blog is not always in order of events) we had an experience on the bus I’ve never encountered in the US.

We had just arrived in Edinburgh at the airport from Paris.  We boarded train into town and when we got there we had only an address that was so new that Google Maps showed it as a construction zone.  Google maps indicated we should go up a place called Middle Way walk near the University which lead to a park and a group of apartment buildings and our Airbnb lodging.

We boarded the city bus and stacked our luggage on a rack near the door with a grunt. We told the driver we wanted Middle Way walk (not really a street but a walkway through the University of Edinburgh).  The driver had never heard of it he leaned out of his driver’s booth window (drivers have these little booths in the UK and Ireland from which they collect fares and operate the bus) and yelled back at the passengers: “These folks just arrived and they wan nah to get uff at Middle Way Walk.  If ye ken where thot iz kindly tell em. And when they get out it would be nice if you would help thom wit there bogs.  We-Ewr all in this together yknow!”

Several passengers laughed then said they knew where it was and let us know when we arrived.  We thanked the driver.  Our first day in Scotland was already made.

However there was more.  We passed by the road we were to take off Middle Way and asked an older man to help.  He cheerfully offered to walk us there but our conversation was overheard by some students who offered a different opinion and seemed more certain.  The students were three votes to the one so we went with them and they guided us to the right road.  In all fairness one of the students was not from Scotland but from Hamilton NY!

Author: talks2trees

I'm a recent writer and retired teacher. Married for more than half my life to Ariana I am content now to travel with her to warm places while snow swirls around our home in upstate NY where we live two houses away from my son, daughter-in-law and three grandchildren. Our daughter lives just a block away so our decision to travel is not without a consequence. However we have taken very few vacations in our married life so this journey, that starts in Costa Rica, is very new.

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