Balloch's quite a small place. There's essentially just the one street
trundling through the village, lined with establishments in which one
might eat or drink or sleep. In some of these establishments you may
even do all three, although not all at exactly the same time. (Man has
yet to master the art of both sleeping and drinking simultaneously.) It
seems that everything that there is to do in the village that carries
with it a modicum of excitement involves water. You can walk beside the
water, take a cruise on the water, sit on grass and look at the water,
or look at fish and other creatures that actually live in the very water
itself. The water at Balloch is indeed of such importance that they've
gone and built a retail development right beside it, and while I
am not generally one for modern shopping centres and the like, I have to
say that this one's pretty good. Loch Lomond Shores, as it is called, is
architecturally interesting. It was either designed by a first-rate
architect or one who was drunk and incapable of drawing a straight line.
For Loch Lomond Shores is a curvy sort of place. And while admiring the
curves you may pause awhile and look out over the water. Without water Balloch wouldn't really be much to write home about. If the River Leven
and Loch Lomond both conspired to dry-up overnight, then Balloch would
find itself at a loose end. Fish would flounder, birds would squawk, and
visitors would gaze at the places where once there was water and wonder
what on earth to do with themselves. So go to Balloch now, the Scottish
village with water.