Scotland

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Boats, Trains, and Tires in Scotland

Our trip over oceans through woods to islands in Scotland happened in subway, taxis, planes, trains, boats, and cars. For my last post on our summer trip to Scotland, I wanted to share some of the photos Walker took on trains and boats on our travels. From Edinburgh, we boarded a train to Glasgow and then to Mallaig. The trains made a thousand stops, but seeing into each village and glen was kindof like looking into beautiful living rooms here in Brooklyn so it was all part of the fun. I loved…

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The Isle of Skye

If there is a magical spot on the globe, I'm pretty sure we found it last month. We arrived via train from Edinburgh, then a ferry from the town of Mallaig onto the Isle of Skye, a place where every view stunned, the winds blew constantly, and everything touched water. I'm so excited to share this remote corner with you. Our first day started a bit of a downer as there was an accident on the main road (and as there is only one main road, the island was basically shut down for 9 hours), so we…

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Edinburgh

I am so crazy excited to share our recent visit to the country that will always stand a spire's height above all others for us. In July, we went back to Scotland for the first time in three years, and the reunion was sweet as Scottish fudge (which is basically 100% sugar). We trisected the trip with stops in Edinburgh, the Isle of Skye, and St. Andrews, so I'll blog accordingly, starting with Edinburgh, that city of stately stone and effusive greens. Nearly as soon as we arrived in our hotel…

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the post about everything

I might seem a little lost these days, but I do know that it’s not May. Someday I’ll fix that. For now, I'm celebrating that we have internet, which has been hard to come by; thanks for reading despite my trickle of posts lately. I feel like I’m sharing with an old friend and there is far more to say than there is time. This past month we've just been so onthego. From Switzerland, we went to Paris, Scotland, Minnesota, and then drove to New York, and here we are! Let’s start with Paris. I was…

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We are leaving

Life has been crammed with delights, and with goodbyes, of late. There's been no time to write about them. I don't even have time for a summary of Switzerland, Paris, graduation, and our last days in Scotland, let alone a proper post. And here we are today, our last day in St Andrews. We will take one last walk on the beach, and we will notice everything like it was new. In the past couple days, we have eaten sticky toffee pudding and fish 'n chips from the best spots. We have walked to the…

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the day we woke up in a castle

Every taxi, bus ride, train, flight that Walker and I make seems to be a little closer than I'd like. We've done the whole running up an escalator with two 50 pound suitcases and we even made a bus yesterday (seemingly impossibly after waiting in line to realize we had no cash) after the fastest ATM in history spit out money for us in time to catch it. And as I sat on that bus, I wondered how long this would last. Despite snow storms, despite delays, somehow, ours is the plane that takes off…

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The most beautiful thing

Instants of splendor have been stacking up before I can sort them out, and now they are toppling all over. So here I sit by the heater at home (ah, so sweet to be home) with the gulls racketing away as usual in the twilight air, trying to organize and consolidate and do what I love. I want to hold each instant up for you to taste the air, suck in the majesty. The mountains, the tall trees, the long waterfalls. We saw the desolate and wild and craggy side of Scotland this weekend. (Hello,…

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Nordic compass

Of all the countries I’ve traversed in Europe, Scotland is the winner to me. No matter where I go, part of me misses it here, and I often wonder if that’s because this is home, or if my aesthetic compass just sets to a nordic and coastal place. Maybe it’s my Maine heritage. Today I’m breathing in instants of the sea, and soaking up the salty and slightly fishy air that pinches my nose in that cleansing way. Here are my fave ocean moments from our wee journey across Scotland at the beginning of…

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I'll take one

A castle, that is. In one of our first conversations, Walker told me of staying in his family’s castle. I believe the clan system dissolved in the late 1700s, but everyone with Scottish blood still traces it to a clan, basically a large family led by a clan chief. My clan is Campbell, and Walker’s clans are Forbes and Ramsay. Apparently, the Ramsays kept their castle in the family longer than any other clan, and had recently sold it to a hotelier prior to Walker and I's conversation. I almost…