My epiglottis feels extra strained as I’ve practiced saying Loch and Strath all day long. But Scotland is incredibly pretty. Its prettiness feels so surreal that I gave up on clicking photos. I had a jolly good time eating Haggis at Oban, trying aged whiskey from Inverness, and shopping shit from an overpriced souvenir shop at Glencoe. I forgot the number of lochs and glens and chips and straths we crossed. These photos are from Loch Ness. No there was no Nessie, the wind blew away my scarf, so I wrapped a cardigan round my neck. The color magically matches the blueness of the Loch. scottishhighlandsholidayroadtripeasyriderlochnessmonstercruise
The Rhine Valley is storybook Germany, a fairy-tale world of legends and robber-baron castles. A river cruise is really the best way go. There are several quality companies with myriad prices to suit all budgets.