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Nov. 30th, 2013
Day 3, Dumfries
Nov. 30th, 2013 05:02 pmOn the trail of Robert Burns. He's the Shakespeare of Scotland. One of their most celebrated sons. Aside from the general historical interest, my dad was looking for subject matter for artwork. Dumfries was where he settled later in life. He was an excise man, collecting duties, in addition to writing.
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We parked down by the river, in the only public parking we could find, then walked back up to the middle of town. Behind me, as I took the above picture, was a street closed off to vehicles, but we didn't really know where the Burns places were, so we went into a nearby pub (I think it was called Robert the Bruce, and was in what used to be a Methodist church) got a pint and asked a couple of locals. One guy was a cyclist, and had been cycling in Europe, but hadn't yet been to the States. The other guy had few teeth, and we could hardly understand him. But they pointed us down the pedestrian mall.
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(click to embiggen)
We parked down by the river, in the only public parking we could find, then walked back up to the middle of town. Behind me, as I took the above picture, was a street closed off to vehicles, but we didn't really know where the Burns places were, so we went into a nearby pub (I think it was called Robert the Bruce, and was in what used to be a Methodist church) got a pint and asked a couple of locals. One guy was a cyclist, and had been cycling in Europe, but hadn't yet been to the States. The other guy had few teeth, and we could hardly understand him. But they pointed us down the pedestrian mall.
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