After I left Google I decided to do a trip around Scotland.

My father was born in Glasgow so as someone who is at least half Scot, I thought I had put off a proper visit for too long.

I signed up for a bus tour, which I really enjoyed.  They picked me up at Edinburgh, took us around Scotland in a bus which had historical tidbits played through headphones as we went along, and then dropped me off in Glasgow.  An interesting thing is that the older people on the bus kept telling me I should be on a contiki tour, and I had to kept telling them that, a) I was too old for them and b) I wanted to see Scotland on my own.

Such a lovely brooding country.  Its treeless mountains offer landscapes the like of which I had never seen. Standing in the middle of Glen Coe I could barely fathom the size of the view I had.

Skye was loveliness at every turn as well.  We did the requisite whisky tasting, and I reaffirmed my belief that only the smoked ones are worth drinking. We spent a day on the Island but I felt I could have lingered much longer.