here. Personally, I think the fireworks are the best bit of the day, but this could be because I have lived for the past 32 years within earshot of the stadium and/or the march past of the thousands of pipers who compete here. I used to dash down with the kids to see them all parade down Argyll Street at the end of the day; there is something very wild about the noise of all these different tunes being played simultaneously.
However, I have learned that to do that is to give yourself an earworm - you hear pipes for days even when there are none to hear. Nowadays I tend to leave Dunoon for the day and avoid even a whiff of bagpipe. Now all I have to anticipate is the noise from the town until after the pubs close, and perhaps some lone drummer beating his wavering way along the dark road home after a skinful. Tomorrow the street cleaners will be out early, and in the next few weeks the bunting will come down for another year.
Meanwhile, if you feel like a look, you'll find more from the games here