I've been in Dundee, Scotland for about 27 hours now. Sorry to say, Dundee is not in the Highlands, but it is very near. I like the blog title regardless.
Some travel tips: buying a neck pillow is silly if one cannot go to sleep sitting up. Bring a water bottle on a transatlantic plane because a fat American may hem you in from begging a stewardess for water. Yes, you do need a landing card. Just take one whether you know what it is or not. If you remember to say merci, then remember au revoir as well. You can reserve a train ticket. If you sit in a reserved seat, with your luck you will have to move. Do not take Chinese take out into a pub.
Some recommendations: If you have the chance to eat at London's Heathrow airport, Giraffes is a chic, earth friendly place to have brunch. They also serve Lynchberg Lemonade and Mississippi Punch. I should have tried those cocktails. Try to fly into Edinburgh in the day light so you can see the white dots and watch them turn from dandruff to sheep. The visitors center and contemporary art center of Dundee has kindly, mom-age receptionists who can help an American even if he asks something along the same lines as of how to find some shampoo.
My flatmate is from Germany. The prime lesson I learned eating dinner with him was that I use a large amount of idioms.
The pictures are, clockwise from bottom right, my first glance at Dundee, the bus stop to the train station in Edinburgh, and two images of Tays River at sunset.
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