Letters to Audrey
Dear Audrey.
I must tell you how we came to the holiday cottage!
From Kyleakin we phoned Christine and Paul, but they had been caught in traffic jams around Edinburgh and were still only halfway. There was no bus or taxi, and our summerhouse in Torrin was about 14 miles away… too far to walk with the children. We didn’t want to spend money on lodgings in Torrin, so the only thing to do was to hitchhike. I know that you must be shocked and so were the children, but I tell you it was great fun!
We split up in two’s, and immediately Lasse and I got a lift in a car that seemed to be too old still to be on the road. The driver was a man of about thirty with teeth only in one side of his mouth. He did not talk much, but he told us that he had been in Inverness only for the day, that he lived on the northern part of Skye in an old caravan and tended sheep for a farmer .
In Broadford we got off, and there we met Peter and Anna who had had a lift in an old van with a man who travelled about doing all kinds of work while living in his van. We split up once more, and Peter and Anna walked ahead while Lasse and I stayed by the crossroad. After a while a French couple on holiday in a mobile home picked us up and a few miles further down the road, they stopped to pick up Peter and Anna as well. They took us straight to the holiday house in Torrin.
A couple of hours later, Christine and Paul also arrived. So good to see them again - but we surely missed you guys a lot!
Love from Linda.