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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Nairn is Best

I've made it! I am in my favorite place in the whole world--Nairn, Scotland. I got in very late last night on a bus from Glasgow. I got off the plane in Glasgow last night and headed straight for the bus station.  My taxi driver was hilarious and quite nice. He and I talked the whole way to the station about travels around the world and in the US. 
One of my best friends in the world, Megan, picked me up from the bus station last night in Inverness. We drove the short way to Nairn. As we were riding around, everything seemed so familiar.  Maybe it was the jet lag I was feeling, but I almost felt weightless speeding through the darkness. I didn't have a care in the world. I knew exactly where I was even in the pitch-darkness. The sky was clear, and the stars were shining. When I hopped out of the car, I was met with the cold, clean, wet air of Scotland that I have missed so much. In Nairn, there is a certain saltiness everywhere you go.
Behind the Nairn museum looking onto the sea
I slept in for a long while this morning.  I relished the horizontal surface since I had been sitting up for 32 hours. After a shower, I went down stairs for a cuppa and was greeted by Mary Ann and her family. We shared some tea and toast.  

Let's talk toast. I have discovered that maybe my stomach isn't sensitive to the actual gluten in products, but all the preservatives and processing our wheat goods go through before they make it to our supermarkets. Many preservatives we eat in the states are illegal in the UK. That said, I've had 4 pieces of bread and I'm not sick. I just might cry from happiness.

I'm not sure why the Nairn Museum looks so spooky. It's really quite a beautiful building!
I went for a long walk through the town after "breakfast." I felt so at home meandering in and out of the charity shops and through the cobblestone streets. The sun was shining and the wind was blowing. I did end up purchasing a button down from Gap that had teacups all over it and a short, khaki water-resistant jacket from Zara for a grand total of--get ready--£9.50. Charity shop for the win! 

I walked back to the house with my cheeks flushed from the cold. A warm cuppa met me at the door, and I took it with gratitude. 


That catches you up until now! I'm sitting here in my favorite kitchen in the world. I'm so happy to be here. 


1 comment:

  1. Now that you mention it, I want some tea and toast...

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