Welcome to Scotland!
Our first day in Glasgow was the usual haze that surrounds between six and nine hours of jet lag (depending in the group) and having survived up to your third flight of the day. Still, a few lucky souls were able to catch a few hours of sleep on the flight, and believe me (as someone who was not sufficiently fortunate to belong in that group) that seems to have made a world of difference.
Here’s nana and Nica playing with a drawing kit that someone’s grandmother brought for her granddaughter.
Once in Glasgow, our sleep-deprived souls were driven about town, from landmark to museum until the hotel could check us in. Here’s our small family’s hazed expressions in the hotel elevator.
The next day, we started our drive north by coach. One of our first major stops was the town of Luss, alongside Loch Lomand, just north of Colqhoun territory. We busted out of the coach into some light drizzle and a pleasant walk across the nearby creek.
The girls ran ahead, one exploring while the other tried to keep up with her big sister, in the small trail park nearby.
Sadly, someone seemed to develop a temporary aversion to dad kisses.
Fortunately, that didn’t keep her from enjoying a shoulder-ride.
For our next stop, a boat ride across Loch Lomond! Here, Cam tried to share his umbrella with his cousin.
Sarah and hers pose in this picture in front of a waterfall off Loch Lomond that is somehow associated with William Wordsworth.
Somehow, with all the craziness involved in chasing two kids across two countries and an ocean, there’s still a little bit of love in air.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a Kirkpatrick vacation without a little craziness in the air, too.
I do love it when Nica decides to really get into the whole picture-taking thing, as it doesn’t happen that often.
Our last shot for today comes from north of Lomond, looking back just before the moor outside of Glen Coe. See you tomorrow for our adventures from Fort William, today’s destination!
