After almost a day of travelling, we reached our home-from-home for the week, a converted 1950s British Rail carriage. Located by Loch Awe, the longest freshwater loch in Scotland (apparently) this is a fairly remote place to stay, though there are pockets of civilisation around and the next town is just a short distance away.
The caretaker who was supposed to be waiting here with the keys had a flat tyre so couldn’t make it on time. Luckily, the local store keep a spare set so I was able to collect those. Unfortunately I put the wrong key into the main door and bent it in the lock. Thankfully a very kind chap from the store was able to get the key back out without breaking the door. My grumpiness lifted immediately as the holiday could begin properly!