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Whit’s ‘at caad in Scots?

Family Time: Day 3

Posted by Kalie on November 29, 2009

Tuesday was a laid-back day.  We drove up to Oldmeldrum to tour the Glen Garioch whisky distillery since I had free coupons from the time I was there before.  We arrived at 11:15 and there wasn’t supposed to be another tour until 1.  Lucky for us, though, the owner gave us a tour himself.  It was very similar to the last time, what with wee drams before and after the tour.  He added in a free glass of the “water of life” as they call it in Scotland.  In America we would call it Everclear.  The owner of the distillery is such a nice man.  Both times I was there he gave us a tour when there weren’t tours scheduled.  He remembered me this time around, and even offered me a summer job working for him!  So if you’re ever in Scotland, I highly recommend touring the Glen Garioch whisky distillery.

We ate lunch in Oldmeldrum, then set out to search for The Store Company.  My dad had found out about it online and this was one of the places he had really wanted to go.  It is a small store in the country that sells local food.  Becky (our GPS) was usually very useful in helping us find our way, but unfortunately we didn’t have the street name for The Store Company.  An hour of searching and a couple of stops asking for directions later, we finally found it.

That night Shawn and I split ways from my parents.  My flatmate, Nicki, was celebrating her birthday with a flat party.  Shawn and I, along with 18 others, helped her celebrate.  It was a great way to introduce Shawn to all my friends.  I think he was a bit overwhelmed, though, because there were about five different languages being spoken by 20 people in my little kitchen.  At midnight we (the flatmates) presented Nicki with her birthday gifts.  First we gave her a really ugly mini-skirt we found for one quid, pretending like it was the only gift we were giving her.  Then we gave her the real gift which was a hat she’d been wanting.  We sang Happy Birthday (in several different languages) then called it a night.


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