Holidays are over
The vacation is now over, and we're sitting having coffee at Glasgow's BAA, waiting for our flight back to Toronto. It's been a hectic two weeks, and I'm definitely looking forward to being back home. Two weeks ago we landed in Glasgow, and took a taxi to hire a car. The adventure started then. My wife fell and sprained her ankle, but the Scot blood must have been all fired up, cause she soldiered on. We drove from Glasgow to Stirling to Perth to Aberdeen to Forres to Thurso to Kirkwall (via a ferry) to Ullapool to Stornaway (via a ferry) to Inverness before ending in Glasgow, right where we started. For the two weeks, we were in a constant state of awe. Scotland is a beautiful country, rich in horrible history, and we couldn't miss it. Every step was another beautiful photo-op or something historical.
After all of that, and having not seen quite enough or taken enough pictures (over 4,500, totaling 9GB of JPEGs), I would like to go home. Go home to our daughters -- and make them sit through every single picture -- to catch-up with friends, and to carry on with the life we took a little respite from. The best part of going on vacation is returning home.
Over the coming weeks, photos will be sorted and will make their way online. I'm going to limit myself to 1,000 only. That's going to be a challenge.
After all of that, and having not seen quite enough or taken enough pictures (over 4,500, totaling 9GB of JPEGs), I would like to go home. Go home to our daughters -- and make them sit through every single picture -- to catch-up with friends, and to carry on with the life we took a little respite from. The best part of going on vacation is returning home.
Over the coming weeks, photos will be sorted and will make their way online. I'm going to limit myself to 1,000 only. That's going to be a challenge.
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