The scenery hadn't changed much. Rolling hills, sheep, cows, sheep, dry stone walls (stone walls that are stones stacked so tightly and securely that no mortar is used), and of course sheep. We also went past the location of the Lockerbie plane crash which was next to the freeway. As for the weather, the sun played peek-a-boo all day and the wind was blowing. Gretna Green is a tiny town that is famous for runaway weddings in days of old. English couples on the run from fathers could get married by the blacksmith. People could still get married by the blacksmith up until the 1950's. I have always read about it in the Barbara Cartland romances. They had a sign in book for visitors, I wrote: Finally made it here….alas came alone and left still single. The stores had an excellent selection of tartans and plaid items. I picked up some MacLaren items since grandma Mongosa maiden name was Patterson. We left Gretna Green after 45 minutes and then headed to Edinburgh.