It’s been a while, Crocodile. I’m due an update on recent outings, so here’s a recap.
Since I got back from Aus, time passed in an eye-blink, but we managed to fit a lot in. My fake birthday on Leap Year Day; Stirling and the Wallace Monument; pitch-side rugby watching at Murrayfield (my first time!); my little brother and his girlfriend visiting us; games of Carcassone; Loch Awe, Oban, a fairy bridge and another one over the Atlantic; a drive through Glen Coe and the Trossachs; beginning to go for runs from work (and the resulting glorious sleep-ins in the mornings)… it’s been a very busy two weeks, but now I’m ready to slowly catch up with my photo folder.
The best part of this Oz trip was undoubtedly going out into the mountains… after that, I never wanted to come back! These last three days were the most spectacular and relaxing out of the two weeks I spent over there, wedged right at the end of my time there. Melbourne, Canberra, and the one night in Sydney was all go go go, but as soon as we arrived in Wentworth Falls, I knew it was time to unwind. Read on »