Last time I travelled through South East Asia, I wanted to pack as lightly as possible and thus only brought my mobile phone with me. Something I deeply regretted at times, especially when a simple walk down the streets ticks so many of my boxes. The flaky paints, the highly detailed temples, the massive trees that grows so neatly between the paving stones that you think they have been entvined for ever… fast forward four years and I have it on DSLR!Read More
When we woke up on Friday the weather was gloomy. I would almost say FINALLY, because the show we had witnessed the days prior just did not feel like the ~authentic~ Scotland – plus, don’t the landscapes look way cooler with those dark clouds hovering over them? I think YES. The greens greener and the blues bluer.
It was time to hit the road again, this time driving down to Glencoe. So rather than leaving Skye the same way we arrived, via the bridge i.e., we wanted to take the ferry over to the mainland. We were lucky though, had it not been for a bus that had cancelled its spot on the ferry we would have to wait about 4hrs for the next available slot. So → piece of advice if you want to cross the water by ferry, call to book in advance!
By mere coincidence, we crossed this church in Glenfinnan, tried the door and it was open. And empty. You could only hear the wind travelling through the stone walls.
The interiors were really quite stunning.
What we were really looking for in Glenfinnan was this viaduct though — RECOGNIZE IT ANYONE??
As it turned out we probably did not choose the best viewpoint viaduct-wise, but nonetheless we chose the one with fewer tourists – and that’s always something!
Really we were meant to spend one night in Glencoe before driving back home on the Saturday, but after trying just about every road + friendly passer-by's we simply could NOT find our hostel. Nor did we have any number to call for directions.
J jokingly said "maybe we should just drive back to Aberdeen". Me, longing for a cooked meal and a warm shower, took that joke a bit too seriously and we were soon on our way back to Aberdeenshire.
Future dream home, you're looking at it! ↑
After a purchase of the largest coffees to be found in Inverness and some arguing over the non-working GPS (aka YOURS TRULY!) we were on our way towards the Isle of Skye.
In order to get there, we drove around Loch Ness the non-touristic route (which was in fact not the fault of the GPS) meaning a really narrow single track road covered in greenery; passing by graveyards, fishing boats and fairy-tale like forests. One had to drive quite slowly, both A) for the sake of passing cars but also B) to imbibe the nature.
Just before reaching the bridge to Skye, we made a stop by Eilean Donan Castle. It is located where three lochs meet, a pretty scenic location i.e, and therefore one of the most photographed castles in the world. Unusually, Scotland was treating us to a real fine day of sun - so I can only imagine how epic that building must look on a gloomy day with heavy clouds and mist surrounding it.
After a meal in a steamin hot indian restaurant (we meet again BOOB SWEAT, ol'friend of mine!), we continued to wander the streets of Copenhagen whilst the sky put on a show of different shades of blue. Past statues, monuments and spires. Mum stubbornly with her nose in the guide book, trying to locate us despite not knowing how to read a map properly.
Photos from earlier that day → Copenhagen Day 1: Rosenborg Castle and yoga posing swans.
As soon as I stepped off the train at Copenhagen Central Station last Friday it was all socks OFF camera ON, Copenhagen was so pretty I had to stop and perpetuate just about every brick in the cobblestone streets. That being said -- brace yourselves for a cavalcade of photos from the Danish capital for the upcoming weeks.