The Hameland

 

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Welcome to the Highlands, kids!  I’m not even going to focus on the fact that I have a suite-style hotel room in Europe, but that makes me love the Highlands even more.  I have a king-size bed.  In Europe.  In a place that looks like a castle:

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God bless the Scotsmen!

My favorite train ride has always been along the Atlantic Ocean going from Boston to Philadelphia.  Edinburgh to Aberdeen blew that out of the water (no pun intended).  The view was breathtaking.  On one side you have the glimmering sea, and on the other there are yellow fields (I found out the plant is for rapeseed oil):IMG_0051IMG_0052Yes, I was that person taking all these pictures on the train.

The entire ride I had Andy Stewart singing in a lilting brogue in my head (do yourself a favor).  I wasn’t wearing trousers either.

The city has your quintessential historic Scottish churches and architecture and such, which is clearly beautiful.  Not to dimish that, but the best part of being up here is the natural, untouched, and kind of unruly beauty of the land.  It’s like the antithesis of a Beverly Hills housewife.

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This has been almost a reset for my trip in a calming, restorative, hippy sense.  In layman’s terms, I love how relaxing and pretty it is.

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Final thought before I sod off…why in the screeching hell is this entire country so enamored with Burger King and Pizza Hut?  Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall.

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Xoxo, the lairds and soapies

2 thoughts on “The Hameland”

  1. “The best part of being up here is the natural, untouched, and kind of unruly beauty of the land” – how much peyote did it take for you to come up with that quip?

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