As hard as it was to leave wonderful Edinburgh, when we hit the countryside of Dumfries and Galloway, I thought, "Who needs the big city?" It is so pretty and picturesque here.
Dumfries itself has some very pretty patches. 
The River Nith runs through it, and there are several bridges that cross it through town.
Lance tells me he rode his bike over all of them. We've driven around town a bit to get some context in order to picture him as a young lad cycling to and from his house, named Kiltearn by his father. Here it is!
He was born in the upper left bedroom in 1929. Neat, huh?
We couldn't get into our first choice restaurant last night (called Hullabaloo), but we're so glad we ended up eating at The Indian Palm. As Scott wrote, it was one of those friendly and delicious dinners that just hits the spot.
A-1 day 1!
So glad you found Kiltearn! So glad you are loving Dumfries! I stayed at the Cairndale 30 years ago; David & Wendy's wedding reception was held there.
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Alas, it's looking like Dumpfries right now with many empty storefronts and noticeable level of unkemptness. I imagine the Cairndale was a showstopper in its day; it rivals The Harrison Hot Springs Hotel that way.
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