
Our
liquid economy, no, not whisky, greatly improves today. The local Bank of Scotland kindly exchanges the
Cyprus pound notes we'd unfortunately received in Norway (A pound is a pound?). We can now afford the half-hour bus trip to Islay's largest town,
Bowmore.
In the middle of town there is a spectacular circular church from 1768. It crowns the top of a hill and overlooks the town and the bay. They say it's round so that the devil won't find a
corner to hide in.
Main Street is lined with white-painted shops trimmed in bright colors. We c

an recommend the Tea Room of the
Harbour Inn. Great scones and a great view of the little fishing harbor.
We took a tour of the Bowmore Distillery, Islays oldest, from 1779. It's right in the middle of town, also painted white, with black trim. We bought a souvenir from the factory store, uh, for the ship's medical chest.
In the evening we went to a local cultural event at the
Laphfraig Distillery. Irish pipes, flutes, song, guitars and a slide show of Islay and Jura... and a drop of the local produce. There was a little lottery, too. We didn't win, but had a great time!

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