When this posts I should have already made my way to Windermere in England. Currently, I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Edinburgh on my last day in Scotland. It’s been a quick two weeks of tiny winding roads, lots of fog, and massive mountains. They don’t call it the Highlands for nothing. Oh and chips, tons o chips and beer. I’m pretty sure I’ve gained 5 pounds of pure potato.
First things first, I have to complain about the weather. I know I’m supposed to be that positive person that has a grand ole time no matter what the weather, but my hopes were high when arriving here. I can take the cold and rain, but when the fog makes it impossible to see anything I start to get sad. I've been calling it, Scot the Land of disappointment.
I’m not saying I didn’t have a great time here and I thoroughly enjoyed my visit, but there were a few things that I wanted to specifically do. My heart was set on visiting two National Parks and the Isle of Skye. We drove through all of these areas (which was beautiful and fun), but the activities I had planned were a bust. One day it was minus 6 degrees Celsius, raining with no visibility. Consolation prize was visiting a distillery. Not a bad runner up.
Now that the complaining is out of the way, on to the fun stuff. From what I viewed through the passenger side window, the landscape here is unreal. I see why so many movies are filmed in the country. Photos don’t do justice to the all-encompassing beauty that is around every turn. In the photo below, I was saying, “I want a camera that can capture all of this!” This was my absolute favorite day, and the only walk I was able to do while on Skye. Next time I want to spend a week on this incredible island.
On to the food. There were two options everywhere we went, Italian or meat and potatoes. Oh and of course fish and chips. Granted, we didn’t do any research when looking for places to eat, we just walked the streets until something looked good or we were too hungry to care. It seemed that every Scottish type pub/restaurant served the exact same fare. Baked potatoes stuffed with meat, or a large selection of meaty dishes. Not much for the herbivore. I stuck to soups and chips.
Also, what’s the deal with the Cajun food? There is a Cajun chicken dish on every menu. Sometimes even jambalaya. Usually this was just paprika added to the chicken, and I noticed the same thing throughout Ireland. I need someone to explain this one to me.
This is starting to sound like a negative view of my trip, but in reality I got to squeeze in some fun and interesting things. Great architecture, lots of history, good museums were all included, just not as many outdoor activities as I would have liked. Oh and golf, I guess going to the British Open was pretty cool.
Now I am moving south to hopefully bluer skies, and a little jaunt to a picturesque English village. Those are my favorite kind.