A Scottish Adventure

In 1987, when I was just 14-years-old, our family took a trip to Europe.  It was the oldest five of us kids, two friends, and my parents.  We didn't have a lot of money, but my Dad traveled a lot for work and saved his frequent flier miles for a long time  to make that trip happen.  It was frankly a somewhat miserable trip with long days crowded into a utilitarian van traipsing and tent-camping all over Europe, which was having one of the rainiest summers in European history.   But, it was during that trip that our eyes were open to a wider world than we ever had known before and I think I can say, without any hyperbole whatsoever, that  that trip literally changed all of our lives.   And my Dad knew that it would.   

I married someone who came from a family who pretty much never traveled, except for the occasional roadtrip to the family cabin in Idaho or for a beach trip out East (where both of his parents had grown up and still had a lot of family living out that way), but plane rides were not a thing.  Frankly, they weren't much of a thing in my upbringing either;  except for that one international trip, we always road-tripped wherever we were going.  And when our kids were young, we were the same,  zig-zagging all over the country in the car to visit family and explore new destinations on our annual summer vacation.  We always talked about taking an international trip with our kids, but always had a good excuse as to why it couldn't happen... we were too busy, travel was too expensive, the kids were too young, and on and on.   

Then Spencer got sick.   That sounds unrelated to all this, but it wasn't.   Spencer's leukemia was absolutely earth shattering to us and we came out of that time of our lives as fundamentally different people.   There's nothing like being told that your 16-year-old kid has a less than 50% chance of survival to help you realize that waiting for some elusive future perfect day to do something is a risky proposition.   If we wanted our kids to have certain experiences, we needed to stop putting them off and make them happen.    I consider his illness as the impetus for 1. homeschooling the kids, 2. finally remodeling our 1960's kitchen, 3. starting to travel internationally with our family.   Yes, we still had the same budget and time restraints that we'd had before, but we realized that we didn't want to look back with regrets and it was worth the sacrifice and belt-tightening it took to make these things happen.    

Since then, we've made travel a regular part of our lives.   Once again, this prioritization of travel does not come without sacrifice.  We still have to budget and cut back on other expenses to make this happen, but we have decided that the memories and exposure to other cultures that we gain in the process is worth that expense.  

So, all this introductory information is to bring me to this post about the trip we just returned from.   Glen served his mission in England and we'd always wanted to explore the rest of the British Isles (namely Scotland, Ireland, and Northern Ireland), but had never done it before.  We'd been watching for good ticket prices to pop up for this route for forever and finally several weeks ago, a good deal popped up for the end of February and we jumped on it!   We were a little hesitant about traveling in the wintertime, but it was honestly great to be out of the crowds of the high season and I felt like we got better prices on tours and hotels this time of year as well. 

We flew into Edinburgh, Scotland (my 39th country)...

And then  walked straight out of the airport and hopped on a bus to Glasgow, where we stayed the night.   After checking into our hotel and  dropping off our luggage, we decided to explore Glasgow for a few hours.  Here are some random scenes from around Glasgow.   

We basically walked from our centrally located hotel (Motel One) up to the Glasgow Cathedral and Necropolis by walking along this Street Art Mural Trail that we found online.   We only had a few hours of daylight, so we didn’t hit them all, but saw enough that we got a good flavor of the art and style!

The area around the Glasgow Cathedral had more of the cute European vibe to it than the sections of the city we had walked through, so I was enchanted.   The cathedral was not open for visitors at the time, so we just walked around for a bit.  

But what I was most enchanted by in Glasgow was the cemetery behind the Glasgow Cathedral—called the Necropolis.   It was lovely to see from afar and even lovelier to see while walking around!  WE enjoyed the views from atop the hill and loved looking at the old headstones.   

After exploring, we headed to dinner where I was excited to hear the restaurant offered free tap water to drink.  While commonplace in the USA, in Europe, we usually pay outrageously for bottled water in restaurants, unless we happened to have refilled our water bottles recently.  

We only laughed a little when the water came out to us in tequila bottles!   haha!  We were so thirsty by this point, that we didn’t care about appearances and guzzled three of them!    Other than the free water, the Mexican restaurant we picked was a bust.  Their food was too spicy and not that great, even beyond the spiciness level.   

We woke up early the next morning and took the West Highland train from Glasgow to Fort William.  That particular train route into the Scottish Highlands is supposed to be one of the most scenic train routes in the world and we were a little sad that it was  rainy on the first part of our journey.  We still got a good enough glimpse to realize that it was stunningly gorgeous, but it was hard to capture it in photos.  

We stored our luggage and walked around Fort William...

And we laughed that the towns in the Scottish Highlands lie on a geologic fault called the Great Glen Fault, which meant that there were references to the Great Glen all over the place!  Glen, of course, loved that and  posed for a few goofy photos!  

After a few hours of walking around Fort William, we caught an evening bus to Inverness, where we spent the night.  The next morning we joined a tour and visited  Eilean Donan Castle...

Looked for Nessie along the shores of Loch Ness...

Saw lots of Highland cows and gorgeous scenery...

And went out to the Isle of Skye.   

The Scottish Highlands surpassed our expectations and I highly recommend visiting if you get the chance. 

After our tour, we stayed one more night in Inverness and then took the bus back to Edinburgh where we stayed for a couple days.   Here are some sights from around Edinburgh... Greyfriar's Abbey and Victoria Street were two iconic Scottish places to visit and we loved the bagpipers that set up all over town.  JK Rowling wrote her Harry Potter books while living in Edinburgh and many people think that Diagon Alley is based on Victoria Street (the brightly colored shops below)...

We visited the Scotland National Gallery of Art.  Here are a few of the pics we admired or that made us laugh a bit!  

We visited the Botanic Gardens and just enjoyed the old and stunning architecture around town...The statue of the dog is Greyfriar's Bobby (found at the Greyfriar's Abbey) and has a sweet story to go with it. 

All in all, we loved Scotland.   Glasgow was okay, but we really enjoyed the Highlands and Edinburgh.  

It was a fabulous first leg to our journey.   Stay tuned for more....