A few weeks ago I embarked on an 8 day adventure to the most northerly part of the United Kingdom. Scotland. My interest was first sparked by a little light house carving it’s way out towards the sea. After finding out that this place truly does exist, I knew I had to see it. So I went. The first few days were filled with awe while wandering from Glasgow north towards the Isle of Skye. It still feels like I wandered into someone else’s dream. Here’s are a few snippets of that adventure in no particular order at all.
Neist Point Lighthouse sits on a rocky cliff-top in the most westerly part of the Isles of Skye. Being the reason for visiting Scotland, I think I unknowingly built up such a high expectation that I feared that I may be disappointed. But those thoughts quickly faded the second I heard the waves crashing against the shore. I never thought in my wildest of dreams that I would find myself traveling solo, 3,500+ miles from home, watching the sun set at a place like this. At Neist Point.
A map, a car, a camera and the road.
Scotland awaits. But first I have to get used to this whole driving on the opposite side of the road thing. After one mistake, I quickly became a natural. When planning this trip, I had this crazy idea. What if I drove around with no particular place to go and just enjoy the country. (I know, it was a pretty intricate plan) There were a few places I wanted to see but I basically wanted to enjoy everything that was in between. Scotland is a magical place. It’s a place where you often find yourself lost in the moment. But I’ll stop now before I start sounding like a Disney sponsored post.
This was my first time traveling solo and Glasgow was the place that would first greet me to Scotland. It was a warm welcome indeed. It’s a beautifully, eclectic city. A mixture of stories and those waiting to be told. I was quickly immersed in the city but could not help but notice familiar scenes. Joggers running along the river. Kids playing int the park, Streets filled with people going on with their day. Stopping to listen to a musician that I heard passing by. It reminded me of home. Walking through Kelvingrove Park I had a moment where I saw myself living here. Who knows this may be one of those stories waiting to be told.
Food For Thought
- Your curiosity outweighs your fear.
- Don’t buy a can of soup when you don’t have a can opener.
- A saved digital map can help you plan the next day.
- Buy more than bread and cereal just incase you lose your credit card the first night. (This may be a tip just for me)
- The internet isn’t all that important.
- How to open up a can of soup with a box cutter.
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