A Night in Perth
Everyone I’ve asked about what I should see while I’m in Scotland has recommended Perthshire. It’s been a beautiful drive so far. I’ve already posted picture from along the River Tay. Today I crossed the River Dee on my way to Perth and spend one night here at a Dalvey B&B. This is the front of the place with my little red Corsa out front.
The first thing I did after Jane checked me in was take a wee nap. When I woke up it was 6pm. I walked into town. It was Friday night, I expecting town to me lively. But this wasn’t Edinburgh. I walked down the streets of Perth passing one closed shop after the next, even the cafes had closed signs in their windows.
I kept walking through the downtown looking for a place for dinner. The only places I found open were a Subway, Starbucks and a Pizza Hut. I was determined to find real food. I kept walking until I saw a wooden sign over a doorway; “Tabla.” I opened the door and steam came pouring out. One glance inside and I could see every table was full. A couple stood in the entry waiting for a table. The young Indian hostess approached and I said, “looks like your full up.” and she said, “come in.” A tall man approached and told me they had one table but it was reserved for 8PM. It was only just 7PM so I had an hour to finish my meal. The fish stew was delicious and I ordered a crisp Australian un-oaked Chardonnay to wash it down.
When I got out of the restaurant I started looking for a different route back to the B&B. A young woman walked by and I pointed to my map and asked her where I was and she showed me. I asked if there was anything I should see and she directed me to the bridge and said there was a path I could take and get a good view of the city. The view was good but the setting sun made it hard to get a decent shot although I took a dozen, this is one of the best. I thought I’d get up early, come back to this spot and get one a day break but by morning it was raining so I was off in the car instead.
On my way home I saw a sign that said “Live Music.” The arrow lead me down to the cellar bar. I stopped in for a wee dram. The place was empty. Soon I saw a couple of musicians walk in. They started setting up. At 9:30 they were ready. I was still the only one in the bar. I had a private concert by the two worth musicians. They’re first number was Brazilian jazz. I closed my eyes. I was in heaven.
