We're getting better at the buses, so that part was easy. 30 minutes and we're at the beach and on the most beautiful day! We went back to the Espy for lunch - our first repeat meal in Scotland.
Afterwards, we got back to our original plan and followed the Art Festival's map to a few artist's studios. Like this one where the artist works with found objects from the beach:
But back to Porty. Our friend Louise Kelly told us about a festival going on in Porty and frankly, we never would have found it if she hadn't told us. We walked down a sweet little street, where we stumbled across a bowling club.
It was such a gorgeous day, do you see these blue skies? Stan and I laid in the grass and soaked it all in, the warmth (about 64°), the sounds, the music. I've rarely been so content.