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We like to travel and write about our travels. Sometimes we visit oddball places in the US, like the Bowling Ball tree. Our current venture is to a music camp in Kingham, London and a week hanging around downtown Scotland.
When we travel, we send out a daily trip log so you can follow along.
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Day 14: Last thoughts
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 14: Last thoughts
Sat, Apr 21, 2012
Whew! We'll engage in a bit of foreshadowing here and say: our heroes survive! But exactly how (and in what shape)? Read on and find out…
Friday night we went to dinner at a traditional local pub just up the road called "The White Horse." We know this was a traditional pub, because... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 13: ERNIE and the Science Museum
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Fri, Apr 20, 2012 Last night, we grabbed dinner at the hotel and watched another soccer ("snooker") shoot-out between two teams whose national origins we never did figure out (Athens and somebody else--Slobovia?). Mostly we liked watching the commercials, which showed us that not only could you use your mobile... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 12: The Longest Mile
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 12: The Longest Mile
Thu, Apr 19, 2012
Last night, we headed out to Sandy Bell's, which is a pub that our guidebook and several other people we have talked to say is THE place to go to listen to good folk music. We figure that if everyplace to eat closes up... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 11: Dancing on an empty stomach
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Wed, Apr 18, 2012
We've scoped out a Scottish Country Dance class and decide to avail ourselves of the local bus system to head to the Morningside neighborhood. The class starts at 8:00 pm (or 2000, as they quaintly say here), so we leave at 6:00 pm, figuring two hours should be enough time for us to get... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 10: Brown Sauce Obscura
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Tue, Apr 17, 2012 The advantage of doing unplanned, spontaneous things in a strange foreign city is that sometimes you end up dancing with Danes and singing to Scottish versions of American songs. The downside to this approach is that sometimes you end up listening to blind guys play random chords while telling incomprehensible stories in... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 9: Representing Americans
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Mon, Apr 16, 2012
Last night we headed out to Grassmarket Street, which is called that because it's where people used to buy and sell cattle. After careful consideration (consisting of Robert saying, "Well, that place sounds weird!") we ended up having dinner at "The Mussel and Steak Bar." Not only... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 8: Exploring Old Reeky
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 8: Exploring Old Reeky Sun, Apr 15, 2012 Last night we had to wrestle with the local internet to figure out how to make it take our American electrons. Still, it wasn't like we had to hike a mile-and-a-half into the local village to find WiFi. We just had to rejigger our routing table and DNS servers and give our credit card number... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 7: Passengers will please refrain
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 7: Passengers will please refrain
Sat, Apr 14, 2012
Whew! A long day that starts at a boarding school in the countryside near Kingham, Oxfordshire and ends up in a luxury hotel in Edinburgh, Scotland. And we learn a surprising thing about Edinburgh. After editing yesterday's trip log, Laura got to wondering where Robert... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 6: Hand-washing technique
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 6: Hand-washing technique
Fri, Apr 13, 2012
When we last saw our heroes, we were getting ready to eat dinner and head on down to the "Student concert." This is where various bands formed by the students on Monday afternoon get up on stage and perform. Frankly, we weren't entirely looking forward to it, because we figured we'd... more »
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 5: At the top of our lungs
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Sore Roots Trip Log--Day 5: At the top of our lungs
Thu, Apr 12, 2012
We weren't looking forward to trudging down to Kingham last night, however picturesque it may be, and not just because it was raining on and off. In fact, Robert agreed to trudge solo down the hill (and back) so that Laura... more »
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