When my mother came to visit me at university this past April, one of the top things on her list to do was to take a day trip out of my little university town to visit a Scottish castle or two. Because I didn’t have class on Wednesdays this semester (score), I was luckily able to accompany her.
Early Wednesday morning on the week she visited me, we were met by our driver for the day (fancy, I know… that’s what happens when your parents come to visit!). Then, we were off! Our first stop of the day was Balmoral Castle, a good couple of hours drive from where we were. Sheep dotted the fields as we passed by – pretty usual for Scotland. But what really got me were all of the baby lambs that had suddenly popped up. They were literally everywhere, and seriously so friggin’ cute.
We stopped about halfway through the drive to get some breakfast and stretch our legs. It was at this point that I promptly found a nearby pharmacy to pick up some motion sickness pills. I don’t know what it is about those winding Scottish roads, but they always seem to get me. There was no way I was going to survive a day that was largely based on driving.
- I fell asleep pretty quickly after we got back in the car, and when I woke up again I was feeling much better.
- And number two? Seeing my first ever HIGHLAND COW.
- After the highland cow encounter, I was pretty sure there was no way that my day could get any better. And truthfully, it didn’t.
- From there, it was another hour and a half long drive (back in the direction we had come from) to our next destination.
- Finally, it was time to head back to the car and drive home.
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I fell asleep pretty quickly after we got back in the car, and when I woke up again I was feeling much better.
I slept a lot that day. It’s a blessing and a curse, being able to fall asleep so quickly in moving vehicles. It means the time passes quicker, but it also means that I miss the scenery. Thankfully, I was awake for two of the best parts. Number one, passing through Cairngorms National Park. I had done this by train a few months earlier on the way up to Loch Ness, and the rolling hills were no less impressive this time around – though perhaps not as beautiful as they had been when they were dappled with snow.
And number two? Seeing my first ever HIGHLAND COW.
This was a BIG moment for me guys. I’ve been dying to see a highland cow ever since I moved to Scotland. They’re fuzzy and cute and are basically Scotland’s second national animal (after the unicorn, of course). My boyfriend literally gave me a highland cow stuffed animal for Christmas, that’s how obsessed I am (I named him Boof, by the way).
I was half asleep when our driver pointed them out on the side of the road and asked if we wanted to stop. My mother said it was fine if we didn’t, and that was when I came to. “YES,” I blurted out loudly. I couldn’t believe my mother was about to pass up the chance to hang out with highland cows! Thank goodness I hadn’t been completely asleep, or else I totally would have missed this opportunity and my life would have been ruined. No lie.
In case you were wondering, my first highland cow encounter totally lived up to expectations. They’re adorable, and obviously dgaf because they were just chilling and eating their hay while we and another car full of tourists took pictures of them. Two of them were even getting it on in the background…
After the highland cow encounter, I was pretty sure there was no way that my day could get any better. And truthfully, it didn’t.
We arrived at Balmoral Castle – the country getaway of the royal family – shortly afterwards. It was cool and all, but there were no highland cows. Of course, the castle was beautiful, and we spent a good while exploring the grounds.
My favourite part was probably the gardens, mostly just because I can never seem to get over how pretty greenhouses are.
From there, it was another hour and a half long drive (back in the direction we had come from) to our next destination.
We stopped for lunch first at a restaurant in the village below Balmoral, and I indulged in some pretty delicious shepherd’s pie.
Finally, we arrived at Glamis Castle (pronounced Glahms, which is super counterintuitive) and went upstairs to the meeting point for the guided walking tours. Because we were there pretty late in the afternoon, we were also the only ones there. This meant that we got a private guided tour through the castle, which was pretty dang cool. I learned so much about the history of the place. It’s amazing how much the guides there know. Unfortunately, we weren’t allowed to take pictures in the castle, but I made sure to get loads of the outside!
Perhaps the most interesting thing about Glamis Castle is that it is Macbeth’s Castle (at least in the Shakespeare play – the real King Macbeth had no connection to it). As a tribute, there’s a pretty cool looking statue of the three witches outside.
Finally, it was time to head back to the car and drive home.
To be completely honest, this tour wasn’t my favourite thing in the entire world. I’m a big proponent of day trips, don’t get me wrong. But when you spend the majority of the day in transportation, is it really worth it? I’m inclined to say no. Yes, it was cool to see these castles. But I probably would have much preferred spending time in a village near Balmoral (or even on the estate!) and visiting it that way. Glamis is actually close enough to where I live to be a day trip, but the combination with Balmoral made everything feel like one long car ride, and I didn’t really get to appreciate everything.
In reality, though, the main point of this trip was to spend time with my mom. And I can gladly say that that much, at least, was successfully accomplished.
What are your opinions on day trips? Do you think they’re worth it? Or would you rather spend more time in one place? Let me know in the comments down below!