The Millski's return to blogging: The Millar's in the Lowlands
The Millar mode of travel is often quite intense. Growing up, a common refrain in the Millar house after returning from a trip is that we “need a vacation from our vacation”. Despite all of us being 20 years older, we seem to have made no change to travel habits during our week together in Scotland. Though I don’t remember drinking quite so many pints and whiskey drams as a 10 year old… The result is that Gabi and I were quite tired sitting in the Glasgow airport awaiting our flight to Islay and never got past a few paragraphs for this blog post. Then a combination of rapid Nordic city hoping, and a healthy does of excuse making meant delaying our return to blogging until now at the tail end of our time in Europe, sitting in our friend's apartment in Troms ΓΈ on a grey drizzly day. This post will cover the start of the Scottish travels Gabi and I shared with my parents, brother and sister-in-law. I'll break the post up by day, starting where we left off on the train from London...