ICYMI: See my Holiday in Scotland, Part 1 post here.
Picking up on our next day in Oban, we headed off on a day trip to the Inner Hebrides isles. A boat ride on open waters was probably a bit bold after M braved the full Scottish breakfast that morning.
Just like the queen, M and I spent our August holiday in Scotland. Sans children. HUGE thank you to my in-laws for coming to London and staying with our girls so we could have a real getaway. I’m breaking up the trip into three posts, because I have a lot of photos to share, and one post for the whole week would be incredibly long.
We flew into Glasgow in the evening, and spent the night and the next morning there before picking up a car and heading into the Highlands.
These were the first people we saw when we walked into the hotel lobby:
Then the woman at reception told us “Don’t be alarmed if you hear drums. They won’t be on long.” It was a Hilton Doubletree. YEAH, SCOTLAND! FREEEEDOOMMM!
I’ve got a slew of updates to come, covering our weeklong (kid-less!) trip to bonny Scotland, but until I can get those put together (you don’t really want to see all 500+ pictures I took, do you?), here’s how we spent our 11th wedding anniversary last night:
There’s a restaurant at Borough Market called Padella that does fresh, handmade pasta. There’s always a long queue outside to get in (they don’t take bookings).
Walks Between the Commons 