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Day 4, Robert Burns
Dec. 13th, 2013 11:29 pmWe spent the night at a B&B in Dumfries. In the morning, we went downtown for some pharmaceuticals and electronics. The cord to my dad's GPS was broken, and it couldn't charge. After asking for suggestions or directions a couple of times, we found a store that sold that sort of thing. I don't know what they call them, but I'll call it a catalog store. You go to the counter, pick some stuff out of a catalog and place your order. They go upstairs and pick it. It took a bit of searching, but they had a sort of universal electronics power cord adapter kit, with car charger and various USB plugs.
We were in the area to check out the Robert Burns historic sites. Mainly so my dad could gather material for artwork. If you are unfamiliar with the man, you may check out this link. Go ahead. I'll wait.
We headed north out of town. Not too far along, we passed a sign for Ellisland Farm, which was Robert Burns's farm for several years. My dad mentioned he'd heard about it, but didn't know where it was, so hadn't planned on going there. He still didn't really intend to stop, but I kinda thought we ought to. As we drove on for a couple of minutes, we discussed whether we should. I was leaning more towards stopping (going back) than he was, but eventually he decided to turn around. They were opening just as we pulled in. By that time, I think we both decided it would be stupid to pass up the opportunity.
It was Wednesday, which was was Work Day. Volunteers came to do some work on the farm, basically to keep the place up. Painting, mowing, repair work, whatever. A bunch of old guys were sitting around the kitchen table when we came in. After a minute they decided they should really get to work and get out of our way.
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We were in the area to check out the Robert Burns historic sites. Mainly so my dad could gather material for artwork. If you are unfamiliar with the man, you may check out this link. Go ahead. I'll wait.
We headed north out of town. Not too far along, we passed a sign for Ellisland Farm, which was Robert Burns's farm for several years. My dad mentioned he'd heard about it, but didn't know where it was, so hadn't planned on going there. He still didn't really intend to stop, but I kinda thought we ought to. As we drove on for a couple of minutes, we discussed whether we should. I was leaning more towards stopping (going back) than he was, but eventually he decided to turn around. They were opening just as we pulled in. By that time, I think we both decided it would be stupid to pass up the opportunity.
It was Wednesday, which was was Work Day. Volunteers came to do some work on the farm, basically to keep the place up. Painting, mowing, repair work, whatever. A bunch of old guys were sitting around the kitchen table when we came in. After a minute they decided they should really get to work and get out of our way.
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