Saturday 13 September 2008

We arrived in Fionnphort at around 10:15 and caught the 10:30 ferry over to the Isle of Iona. The ferry ride was pretty rocky despite the relatively calm looking waters. We landed on Iona in 10 minutes, and then headed off to see the sites. Iona is thought of as the birthplace of Christianity for Britain due to a man named St. Columba, although there is some dispute over whether he was responsible for bringing Christianity to the Picts, or if it already existed in those parts and he just helped it along. Regardless, Iona is a religious site that owes its Abbey to him. St. Columba was a Christian monk born in Ireland in the 500 AD area. Word is he got in a dispute over a psalter and ended up being exiled to Iona, where he forced the Picts/Druids over into Christianity (or word has it, buried them alive if they didn't convert).
This is a picture of the Nunnery on Iona, now turned into a garden.
And this is the Abby of Iona. Although I'm sure having the Abbey full of randy monks next door to a nunnery of randy nuns led to some interesting times on the island.
This cross is from 800 AD!Here is the Abbey. It's been redone numerous times.


These are some of the grave markers that were moved inside for conservation. A ship represented power, since those who controlled the waters also controlled the land. Archaeologists believe that this grave marker belonged to a king.
The beaches on Iona were also lovely...cold, but lovely to look at. I have spent my whole life no more than a 15 min drive from the ocean, and I have no idea who people in places like Kansas can live being landlocked. We ended up winging it after Iona. The bus took us back to Craignure, and we got on the ferry 5 minutes later. We arrived in Oban slightly after 5 and found that the tourist information centre was closed and the hostel I was planning on staying in was full up. We ended up finding a one star hostel that Barbie was extremely hesitant of entering, but before we had a chance to decide if we wanted to stay there or move on, an erratic German lady came busting out asking if we were the two girls who had just enquired about the hostel. That pretty much sealed the deal. I personally thought the hostel was rather nice- free contental breakfast, we ended up with a room to ourselves, and honestly, I've been in dirtier showers. Barbie was scared to sleep under the covers and said she felt dirtier after staying there than before we went in.

This is the lovely Oban from the top of a tower lookout point. Actually, Oban isn't very lovely at all. But at least the beer there was cheaper than anywhere else we've been! Righty, well, that was the trip in a nutshell. For more pictures, you can check out my photos

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