{"id":3103,"date":"2022-05-15T12:31:00","date_gmt":"2022-05-15T11:31:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.stonekicking.co.uk\/?p=3103"},"modified":"2023-01-30T16:49:32","modified_gmt":"2023-01-30T16:49:32","slug":"day-9-day-off","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.stonekicking.co.uk\/?p=3103","title":{"rendered":"Day 9. Day off"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Accommodation: hostel<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As I didn’t have much I desperately needed to do (other than not walking 20+ miles), I allowed myself the luxury of a very lazy start. One job I couldn’t avoid was hand-washing most of my stinking clothes. My “private room” was actually a re-purposed dorm with me as the only occupant. What it lacked in charm, it made up for in the number of places I could drape my newly-washed clothes as well as having the space to empty the contents of my ruck-sack prior to a “re-sort”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eventually drifted into town in the early afternoon. Of the 3 main things I had on my shopping list, I was successful tracking down some more packets of dehydrated food and a Harvey map<\/a> for the Great Glen Way but sadly no luck with the lamb Sunday roast. I had a real craving but none of the pubs could oblige so I settled for chicken instead. That was pretty much my day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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