Scottish Highlands

Scottish Highlands

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Dark, cold and early into a british summer morning we woke up, packed our bags, brushed our teeth and caught an uber to Luton airport and then a big easyjet plane to Inverness. We picked up our bright blue hired car and drove wherever our hearts led us, We were not disappointed in the sights we saw of the rolling hills that went on till they faded into the distance, covered in waves of grass blowing back and forth in the fresh wind. When we followed Chris’ heart it led us straight to the Glenmorangie distillery. Everything was picture-perfect and the weather behaved which is known to be rare in the UK… I think Scotland was showing off.

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