My favourite weekend destination used to be Glencoe. About 25 years ago I moved from Aylesbury to Glasgow so as to be nearer to mountains. I guess this must be in protest at being born in Norfolk, the flatest English county. From Glasgow it was an hour and a half to either Glencoe or the Lake District. The weather forecast would dictate if the journey was north or south.
So, after years and years in South East Asia, I felt I should re-visit the Highlands of Scotland. I've had fun planning a trip with my wife and the two girls. We have to drop someone off at Manchester airport, then we're heading north to Fort William via an overnight in Carlisle. Three days off exploring and relaxing then along the Great Glen and Loch Ness to look for Nessie, the Loch Ness Monster. One day in Inverness then down to mum's for Christmas.
I'm looking forward to it and am doubly pleased I don't have to change any sterling to another currency this time. The downside is that after such a successful trip to Paris this August we are duplicating it with a group of Thai students next April.
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