We said goodbye to Wick early this morning and retraced our steps down to Inverness. Suddenly there were more trees, bigger hills and a lot more people. The plan was to drop off the car, leave the keys and head to the train, but the rental car company gave one last hurrah of disorganization (never ever use Europcar if you can help it). we eventually left, walked to the train station and had a look around since it was there my grandparents met during the Second World War. The train to Edinburgh took us right through the highest part of the Highlands and past where we swam near Perth. We got to cross the Firth of Forth, and had only a quick walk to where we’re staying.