Saturday was over, and Sunday morning dawned gray and foggy on Skye. I had been thrilled to discover that our schedule put us on the winged isle on The Lord's Day, and immediately began looking up historic churches we would... Continue Reading →
I have a confession to make: I didn’t care much for whiskey before I went to Scotland. It’s like going to France and not liking red wine. Just… why? I’d sampled a little here and there, but my preference was... Continue Reading →
In my experience, limited though it might be, there are a few things which might tempt an American to venture from our wide borders and experience the world beyond. I recommend it, personally, but to each their own. Whatever your... Continue Reading →
The Nomadic Troglodyte 