Oban

An early start, breakfast in Oban, audiology appointment for John and a wander.  We spotted these old overhead names in George Street, I couldn’t find anything about the original names which was a shame, not even half a story to give you.  I didn’t see the small doorway for number 73 until looking at the photo, an Airbnb.  Oban was fairly busy, the ferries ran on time, a good day although tiring, the forty five minute crossing to Mull is a good time to relax,  I met colleague J who recommended looking for a mattress, a great excuse for a lie down.