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It’s all go in Oban just now.
We have the MacDougall clan gathering at Dunollie and West Highland Yachting Week bringing lots of different people from different backgrounds to the town.
It’s one of the things I love most in the summer: you never know who you’re going to meet or what their personal story will be.
Over the six years we’ve been town ambassadors, I think that’s one of the things Joe and I have enjoyed most. We’ve met people from all over the world, from the passengers on a cruise ship who came from Texas and were entranced by the misty rain that I was heartily sick of, to two ambassadors – one from Skipton in Yorkshire and the other who’d been an ambassador during the Olympics – and they both agreed that meeting people was why they did it.
We’ve met six different nationalities within minutes when the larger cruise ships arrive and answered very strange questions and very ordinary ones, such as the three ‘Ts’ – toilets, tower and Tesco, usually in that order as well.
We’ve also seen changes in the town, such as the obvious new layout for Stafford Street and Station Square which has led to a much more cosmopolitan feel.
I love seeing everyone sitting outside the cafes, hotels and pubs. It creates a fantastic atmosphere and the talented buskers add even more to the whole effect.
It’s great for locals to be part of this as well, pretending you’re on holiday too, buying an ice-cream and sitting at Stafford Street watching the world go by, or a wee aperitif in the evening as the sun sets.
It doesn’t get much better than that and we’re lucky enough to be able to enjoy it at home and not have to wait for our two weeks’ holiday.
Listening to people visiting Oban and seeing it through their eyes gives you a different perspective, which is probably why I go on so much about what a great place this is to live – I get to see it through someone else’s eyes every day. I have the best job in the world.
I’m still not sure where last week’s photograph was, sorry. I will let you know when I find it. This week’s is much easier, I think.