I admit that while I booked time in London, I was ready to not like it. Big cities are not always my thing. Although oddly enough, I do like Paris. Cities such as Florence, Verona, Vicenza and now York are more my speed. All are simply smaller and more compact with great pedestrian-friendly zones. London…
It happened again. This time in York. I walk into the York Minster (the cathedral). I walk around a bit. Then I find a nice spot to sit and look up at the grandeur that is the York Minster. I was waiting for the Evensong that takes place each evening here. This is when…
As if walking the West Highland Way in Scotland (in fabulous weather) wasn’t enough, I had to then drive up to the Northwest of Scotland. Then I had to make my way to the Isle of Skye. Seriously? How does a wee country like Scotland (it’s about the size of South Carolina) have so much…
I might cry. Seriously. This Northwest part of Scotland, the little bit I’ve seen around Gairloch and Ullapool is stunning. And Solas B&B? My 5 nights here have been like staying in a friend’s home. Isabell and Graeme are everything you want your B&B hosts to be — and more. I’ve felt truly at home…
I’ll admit that I’m not going as far north as I want to in this northwest part of Scotland due to time and not wanting to be in the car the entire time. But I am getting a good taste of it. And here’s my verdict: It’s spectacular. It’s magnificent. And it’s truly breathtaking. …
So back on Day 3 as I was just about to begin the roller coaster ride that is the West Highland Way around Loch Lomond, I met a Scottish man named Andy. We chatted briefly and he went on ahead. I ended up running into him and an Englishman named Phil later that same day…
