I am writing this from a Calmac hotspot feeling like a fool in a car park. Having been in Oban, Kilmelford and Loch Melfort for the past few days today is the day we head to the Isles. Up early and in the car, ready for action with the print out of my booking stuffed into my handbag we arrived at Oban ferry terminal in good time. Handing over my ticket the man smiled – this is for Craignure to Oban. Yes I smiled it is. You’re not in Craignure though are you? You’re in Oban.
The penny dropped. Eejit alert. I booked the ferry the wrong way round. So Calmac were great they changed our tickets in moments (whilst grinning) to the 6pm – the next ferry with space. So 6 hours to kill we are now in the stand-by queue. We may get on the 2pm. We may not. We may get on the 4pm. We may not. But we will get on the 6pm.
Every cloud. There’s a geezer called John Ogden who runs a wee shack from Oban pier from where he sells great punnets of scallops and giant prawn sandwiches. That’s lunch sorted. Sitting here I realise Calmac have a free hotspot. I can update my blog and let the world go by. Hell I may not even get the ferry I may just stay here, scoff seafood and wave off the intelligent ferry bookers of today and tomorrow. Bon Appetit and if we get there an update from the Isles!
