In which the boarding announcement is a lie, I fend off a young kleptomaniac, and continue to enjoy the thrill of a good takeoff.
Category: 2022 Indulgence
In which the four of us are together in the same place at the same time for the first time in years, so we eat, drink, and go looking for another drink…
In which we all kindof just do our own thing, but kindof together, involving looking at old things in the loft, packing some things to take (new) home, and then go for a drink because of course we do…
In which I meet the good friend I’ll be travelling with, I meet a good old friend for lunch, I meet three new wondeful whiskies, and finally I meet an early and ancient grave…
In which I intentionally drive the wrong direction, unintentionally drive the normally-right-but-wrong-today direction, drive the right direction for three hours, ride a FERRY!, and visit a distillery…
In which we have a hearty meal, drive a road that would make Six Flags jealous, walk all directions looking for distilleries, witness a whisky baptism, and I fall in love with a new new make spirit…
In which we visit our favourite distillery on Isaly, meet our new favourite tour guide, get rather comfortable with the facility, consider moving in, decide against it, and visit an old church and a beach instead. As you do…
In which we just have one tour booked, an informal “build your own tasting” sort of afternoon planned, and end up with a curated tasting that may be impossible to beat…
In which I meet a lassie fae Dumbarton who doesn’t bite, I find a church pew I’d visit every Sunday guaranteed, and find out just what Caol Ila has been doing since last we met. There’s also the last ferry ride of the trip during which I rediscover a British culinary delight…
In which I stand in a Colosseum-like tower to watch ferries far below, make a personal pilgrimage in something of a literal sense, visit a place that has tried to kill me no fewer than three times in the past, and drink in one of my favourite views on planet Earth. Oh, I also spy the retirement cottage I want but can never have…
In which I take a wrong turn, traffic is too slow, we delay a tour for the better at one of the oldest distilleries in Scotland, and induce whiplash through an incredible experience at literally the newest distillery in Scotland…