We also celebrated my first, and probably last, St Paddy's Day. I'm not really one for spending an entire day and night drinking my face off! I did however start my day off with a screwdriver and a flask full of Jameson...followed by the parade, and a gin bucket. You may be wondering what a gin bucket is, as I was myself the first time I heard it. But it really is just a big ol' bucket of gin, with Sprite, tonic and lemons....and of course a nicely-sized cup to fill up. I suppose I do enjoy the occasional drinking off of faces, but I did call it an early night.
And pretty much a few days after that, we made our way to Scotland. It was gorgeous and frigid! It's awesome Travis has an old friend there with whom we stayed and who was also our tour guide around Glasgow, Ayr, Edinburgh and Stirling. Some highlights are definitely the herd of sheep crossing our path, walking down the Royal Mile, catching a glimpse of William Wallace's massive sword, seeing an old castle built into the side of a mountain and one along the jagged coastline with snow-capped mountains across the sea. It was a great five days, until the very last hour of the very last day. We went to the wrong airport. But let's not focus our attention on the negative aspects here. Then there was the hundred pound cab ride that dropped us off just in time for a delay. Yay.
view of Glasgow from the Lighthouse museum