Mallaig is a little fishing village on the northwest of Scotland. Its the cutest little port town I have seen. Once Emily and I settle into our surroundings we go see what the town has to offer us. Once we step outside the hostel we realize that nothing is open still. We walk up and down the one road town and wait for 6 to come around so that restaurants/bars open so we can eat some fish! Fish n Chips in a fishing port is the way to go. That was one of the best tea's (dinner) I have eaten in Scotland! After dinner we decide to see where everyone else in the town hang out. We quickly discover that there is only 20 people out all over little town. Ridiculous? I think so. We decided to stop in at a bar that looked like there were more then 3 people in it including the bar tender. When we step into the bar everyone stops talking and just gawk at us. then one of the fishermen shouts "Hey your not from around here!" (No poop Sherlock) But we stay and chat with the fishermen and watch a game of pool.
At one point the subject of why we are here comes up and we say we were hoping to go to the Islands of Skye but because of the Ferry and the weather we are not able to complete our goal. One of the fishermen say "Well why not just join us! We are heading to Skye to drop off some fish and then coming back tomorrow. You are more than welcome to join us." Unfortunately we had to turn them down because they couldn't be sure if they would get back the next day before the train would leave. Even so we were flabbergasted that this fishermen actually offered to take us over and let us stay in the spare cabin (with a lock on the door) and have a free meal or too prepared by the cook on the ship.
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