Scotland again last month. This time to a place called Argyll and Brute. I had planned to visit a couple of islands which are open only during summer, but again after some gross miscalculation I couldn't see them this time as well :( that aside there wasn't a blip in the overall plan. For a change planned to stay in a wooden house just facing the lake bed, the views were amazing and so was the sound of the ripples. I drove around 1000 miles in 4 days (1173 to be precise) and to say "I loved it" would be a bit of an exaggeration, but it was just fine.
I wouldn’t want to list all the things I did, but the two things that spring up to my mind is the boat trip we had on the final day and luncheon and dinner sessions in different hotels every day. Already made up my mind that we will not be wasting time in cooking and tasting the local delicacies were the order of the day and the place we stayed being a fishing village no points to guessing what the delicacy was ? So the second day everyone was quite hungry and we noticed a huge (and posh) hotel nearby and we just drove in thinking of hogging a lot of stuff and when I walked in I see a post “Indian buffet” available. I was shocked a huge English restaurant in a corner of Scotland with an Indian menu, surely “India Shining” ?
I have never been a fan of boat rides and I think the reason is that I don’t want to give the fishes underneath a chance to take revenge on me for the misfortune I might have caused on their brothers and sisters in all these years, but we got a complimentary discount and Indians do get attracted to discounts like bee to honey :)So here I was sitting in the middle of the lake (with a very strong current) thinking when will the nightmare end and there were my friends who were happily enjoying and showed no signs of retreat. Then one of the girl in the group got up and started dancing on the boat and I was imagining it to be her call to “Mr Yamraj” (Indian god for death). But the nightmare finally ended with a lesson learnt, no more getting onto a boat with dancers.
Overall a trip at the right time to up the ante (read spirits) and reenergise myself for all the useless work ahead !
An early morning start that day,
Fun, laughter and what more to say,
Lots of hope with hand in hand,
My drive to the tip of Scotland.
A drive from five to fifteen twenty,
Passing valleys and lakes a plenty,
To a wooden mansion in scarlet red,
A beautiful lake just facing ahead.
A walk in the moonlight to end my day,
With sparrows chirping as if to say,
Love yourself and others a heart full,
Your life is indeed beautiful !
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