From the train.
Oh cleek, the beauty of Scotland. I was there with my husband a few weeks before he died, and I hope I can bring myself to go back some day. I also hope for your sake that you have the experience we did: heavy rain over Loch Lomond (or any loch with hills going down to it) and multiple little waterfalls cascading in silver threads downhill, all lit by the god-effect of golden shafts of light coming through black clouds.
that sounds lovely.
our experience was, oddly, mostly blue skies and sunshine once we got out of Edinburgh.
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