The road not taken

Meeting in Inveraray and by bus this time... Got on the bus to be greeted by a sea of grey (heads), the mighty travelcard is alive and kicking in Argyll and the bus was packed out by seniors on their way to the big smoke. Heart skipped a beat as bus did not turn off to Inveraray! Was I travelling with the gang to Glasgow instead??? Subtle check of my ticket, phew! A wee detour to Dalmally and my heart slowed down.
Off the bus and splashed along to the Loch Fyne Hotel with my battered old borrowed umbrella in time to see my lovely pal round the corner in her sleek Mercedes. Much mutual laughter at the sight of each other and our modes of transport!
D picked me up in the truck, the one remaining vehicle we have on the road at the mo. Even managed a wee swim at the hotel after the meeting... Not in a puddle!