Waiting for Nessie!

Trip Start Mar 22, 2008
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Loch Ness Backpackers Lodge

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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

I arrived in Drumnadrochit around 8pm, and checked into a hostel.  The lady who owns it asked me if I was just passing through (must have been the accent!) and did I actually want any info on the area.  I replied that I was here to find Nessie - convincingly enough to be funny, while allowing her to know I wasn't a strange freak.  She replied almost instantly with "oh, you should talk to that gentleman there then.  He's here to talk to Nessie"  I was liking her already - dry humour etc, but wait a minute, she was being serious about this other guy!

He seriously was there to talk to Nessie!  I wish I could speak French, as I would have pointed out to him that it would probably be quite difficult for Nessie to understand him, as she probably speaks English, given we're in Scotland, or perhaps even Scottish Gaelic, but I think French is unlikely - and the guy couldn't speak any English...hmmm....I'm not sure how that all worked out...

I was really hungry, so I asked the lady hostel owner where I could get something to eat, but the only place open was an Indian restaurant.  I kinda need to be in the mood for Indian food, and being in the Highlands of Scotland hadn't really prepped me for that, but as I was hungry, I went anyway.  As I mentioned before, it's off-season, so there was only one other table of people in the restaurant, resulting in the overly-friendly waiter deciding to stand and chat to me while I ate.  This was fine until light dawned on my brain to realise he was getting overtly friendly and next thing I knew he was giving me his phone number.  So I now have an Indian man named Kenneth's number in my phone (I didn't call him) 

Making my excuses and leaving, I headed back to the hostel to join some of the others on a midnight (almost) ghost hunting expedition to Urquhart Castle.  We went down there, in the dark, climbed over the fence, and went right down to the castle which was all lit up - quite spooky - and apparently ghosts have been seen!  We didn't see any on this occasion, but it was a spooky experience!

The next morning, I checked out, and headed into the town centre to get myself onto a boat trip to look for Nessie.  I went to the tourist info place, and the lady told me about all the nutters who come here every year, convinced they will be the ones who will spot Nessie.  She told me they quite often get the same people back time and time again.  Sad, sad, sad - I mean, after all, it's me that's going to spot Nessie, isn't it?!?

I went and booked my boat ticket, then went to the "Loch Ness Exhibition Centre" to fill myself with facts before the boat trip.  It was actually really good and informative, and gave you a balanced view of whether there is a monster or not, but I actually preferred the boat trip, which left me in no uncertain terms, believing in "Each Uisge" - Scottish Gaelic for 'Water Horse' - this is what the beast of Loch Ness is referred to by locals, and that's now what I believe is in there!  The boat tour man was great - a local man, who has seen Each Uisge on four occasions, and has a photo of one of the occasions.  He explained all the facts of the Loch brilliantly, and expressed his hatred of the Discovery Channel verbally, which was quite funny.  He should have his own programme!

So that's it - my mission to find Nessie is over, as I now don't even believe it.  Each Uisge all the way!
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