A twenty-two year old daughter graduating from college and the new millennium. What better reason to celebrate?
My life as a computer programmer and freelance writer teases me with visions of travel. I enjoy the mid-fifties, a wonderful wife and an equally wonderful daughter. I had not been overseas since my tour of duty in Vietnam in 1971 and my wife and daughter had never ventured outside the United States.
For eighteen years we have lived in a rural area south of Sallisaw, Oklahoma, in a log house that we built ourselves. We enjoy the outdoors and don’t mind hard work, although I do enjoy my fair share of leisure time. We don’t live extravagantly nor do we indulge in luxuries just for the sake of having them. We don’t take grand vacations very often and we felt we owed ourselves one indulgence of a trip to Scotland. I’m not sure why we picked Scotland, but it is a good choice for the first time international traveler.
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Take Any Road to the Highlands, But Stay on the Left #8: Reflections (Saturday, May 27, 2000) – Scotland
A great trip that left us invigorated, not tired. There are some tips for travelling in the Highlands and links to the places we visited.
Take Any Road to the Highlands, But Stay on the Left #1: We\’re in Scotland! (Saturday, May 20, 2000) – Scotland
Picking up the rental car at Glasgow airport leads to a crach course in driving on the left side of the road.
Take Any Road to the Highlands, But Stay on the Left #7: Speyside (Friday, May 26, 2000) – Scotland
Driving around this area north of our base led to many discoveries including an oasis for lovers of heather.
Take Any Road to the Highlands, But Stay on the Left #6: Around Aviemore (Thursday, May 25, 2000) – Scotland
A day spent closer to home with visits to the Cairngorm Reindeer Centre and more traditional Scottish cuisine.
Take Any Road to the Highlands, But Stay on the Left #3: Fort William (Monday, May 22, 2000) – Scotland
A tour of Loch Linnhe and lunch at a restaurant on the pier killed the discomfort of the icy wind and warmed us with the same Scottish hospitality we found elsewhere.