Category Archives: Scotland
I am resigned to spending my entire allotment of time for recklessness trapped within the confines of a single city.
Despite the islanders’ departure, the islands of St. Kilda are still there, still beautiful, still alive.
Generations survived by this resource that I now visit a few times a week for a pleasant view and a whipping fresh breeze.
I did not need thyme. Or brown sugar. Or the lime.
My first meal off the plane, jet-lagged as I was, consisted of No. 1 Grange Road’s “Haggis, Neeps, and Tatties Tower.”
But this is efficient, I tell myself. Hot food requires a stove, and a stove requires money, and I am a sophomore trying to backpack Europe on a budget. Food seemed like the best place to cut corners.
In that crystalline moment, I knew that I had discovered something totally new. I glimpsed landscapes. I couldn’t speak.