This weekend, Taylor took off Monday at work and we ventured up north to Scotland.
Scotland is the red part. ;)
I've decided that since, we saw and did quite a lot of things that I would go ahead and break up the posts and give it to you day by day.
I absolutely LOVED Scotland. I thought it was so beautiful, and the Scots are so friendly. I love the kilts and the bagpipes and the castles and the landscape. I dare say, I loved it a little more than England. Something about the vibe there, it feels like a strong and rugged (but beautiful) kind of country.
I really wish that we could have traveled up into the highlands to Loch Ness and such, but alas, we were short on time and driving 11 hours to get somewhere to stay for one day, is a little much. BUT, I loved what we were able to see.
The first day, was nothing but driving. We were able to fully experience the extent of the horrible traffic that the Brits so often complain about. Taylor went to work early to get off at 2pm so we could make the 4.5 hour drive to our hotel in Gretna Green. To our dismay, the second we pulled onto the A34 we were stuck in a horrible traffic jam, that we later discovered was caused by a fender bender. It took it us ONE HOUR to drive 5 miles. That was quite the setback, and between the other pockets of congestion and stopping for dinner and potty breaks, we arrived at the Days INN 7.5 hours after we left.
There's not much to be said about the details of our road trip. However, there was a moment of "oh, that's why we're soul mates" when we stopped at a services exit [it's a type of rest stop off the motorways with stores, restaurants, gambling machines, and toilets]. April and I went into the girl toilets and Taylor to the boy toilets. He got done first so he was standing there waiting for us. There are no doors to the restrooms, they just have a long hallway sorta thing (kind of like at airports). Anyway, at the end of the hallway, they have some gumball type machines that have tampons, condoms, tic tacs, whatever. There was this one that I was staring at after I was finished, that had this weird/creepy
chewable toothbrush, and it was only 20 pence, so I was like, MUST TRY. Well, low and behold Taylor was standing there waiting for us and saw me start to search my purse for change and knew what I was up to. He yelled my name and I turned around and he held up the little capsule and was like, "I already got you one, I knew you would want to try it."
It made me laugh.
Anyway, tune in tomorrow for the second installment of our Scottish adventure. And fret not, my tomorrow starts sooner than your tomorrow so it will be posted in no time. (Note how I am pretending that people read my blog. I'm cool.)
Here's a sensual picture of Taylor on the bed at the Days Inn to tide you over: