I’m gearing up for Wednesday’s flight to Glasgow. It’s a simple flight with a plane change in Dublin. I’ll arrive in Glasgow in time to enjoy a Scottish breakfast at the airport before catching the bus to Oban. Then a short walk along the quay to Maridon House, my go-to bed and breakfast on my way to Iona. I’ll enjoy an early supper of fish and chips at my favorite seafood restaurant before an early sleep. In the morning there will be plenty of time for another Scottish breakfast before the forty-five minute ferry ride to the Isle of Mull, the hour and a half bus ride across Mull, the three minute ferry to Iona, and the two minute walk to the Argyll Hotel.
Next Tuesday I'll make the reverse trip by train to Glasgow, and then travel on for a week in Edinburgh.
A simple trip for one who has done it often; solitude since I’m traveling alone; silence inside my head.
Next Tuesday I'll make the reverse trip by train to Glasgow, and then travel on for a week in Edinburgh.
A simple trip for one who has done it often; solitude since I’m traveling alone; silence inside my head.
