Scotland I love you
A Fruchtzwerge magnet and an old Edinborough postcard. Reminders of a beautiful rough place. My first impression of Scotland is about two decades old. At a pupils exchange visit the family of my exchange partner Catriona went from Yorkshire to Scotland with me for three days. Yorkshire is allright, York very beautiful, I remember the Viking Museum and a moor. Scotland however is breathtaking. Cliffs of real grey stone on your left at least 10 meters. Your gaze falls down: there is the bluest water I have ever seen and in the middle of the lake or loch is an island with trees. To your right the massive grey stone reaches up ten/twenty/amazing meters. The climate is considerably rougher and cooler. Wonderful landscape.
I hate the thought to be seperated through a border of this beauty.
Well, we have to wait for tomorrow to know if the land of thistles has left.