Our next journey was to go to the Arbuthnott chapel where Gibbon was buried. We walked for much longer than we should have, courtesy of poor directions and Dr. Cartrite leading the way, but we happened to stumble upon the most beautiful gardens of an estate. The grass reminded me of going to a golf course. There was a tree that was incredibly tall and had interestingly spongy bark.
There was a sweet shop in Stonehave that had the mos delicious butterscotch ice cream. The ice cream (as well as the pop) tastes much differently here because of the sugar they use. I'm really going to miss that ice cream when I go back to the states! It is by far the best ice cream that I have ever had. Afterwards, Sam and I went for a deep fried Mars bar at a local fish place. It is pretty interesting how they make one - putting a bar in cold water then dipping it in batter and then placing it in the fryer - but they are not as delicious as you might think. Some things are just better not deep fried, which is odd coming from an American. :]
We had a group dinner later that night at the Heugh Hotel which looks like a castle from the outside. It was a fancy dinner with three courses - soup, chicken, and pudding for dessert. Later, after dinner, we had a photo presentation from a famous photographer in Scotland. His photographs were amazing and made me fall in love with Scotland even more. Some of us have even picked up some of the techniques that he told us about taking photographs around Scotland.
Tomorrow: Dunnottar Castle!
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