After three weeks of having the fantastic (sarcasm), summer weather of Scotland, Luke and I finally got to get out on a Saturday and be with nature.
One of the things I love the most about Scotland is that, no matter where you are at any given moment, you can be near cows. A fact that makes me question my love of cheeseburgers almost daily. I understand people who don’t eat meat when I am staring into these eyes.
I am eating more turkey burgers now. My compromise. Raise your hand if you have been personally victimized by turkeys.
Don’t judge me because I’m already judging myself.
I was born in Vermont, so nothing lifts my spirits more than to walk through sheep shit, cowpies, swamp-like patches, and territorial livestock.
I even let my father take a look at the view. He always loved hiking and constantly reminded me that placing myself in nature is the one true salvation of human life.
So, this walk was really for you, Dad.
It’s cold at the biotch.
I love to go to the beach in July. As I was walking along the boardwalk in Largs, I was texting with my friend who is in Philidelphia. She was telling me she was planning to spend the day at the beach, and I let her know that I was also at the beach on this Saturday in July. Wearing two fucking coats.
I’m not gonna lie. I hate not having a real summer. However, I don’t miss oppressive heat and humidity. I do have a bit of a chuckle when it is 68 degrees Fahrenheit and people are like, “it’s ROASTING oot”.
Roasting? Hmm. If by roasting they mean it’s warm enough some days in July to wear only one coat and dare I say it, sunglasses? Then yes, I guess you could say that 68 degrees Fahrenheit is roasting.
I also love that I was able to add to my collection of abandoned Irn Bru container photos. There’s something provocative to me about the nation’s best-selling soft drink containers occurring” organically” in nature.
Inevitably, it started to rain. So, we returned to Glasgow and got stuck into Stranger Things, which I highly recommend you watch.
I, for one, am super excited to see Winona Ryder in something awesome again. I love her. I don’t even care about her Vicodin five finger discount saga of the early 2000’s. I totally owned a “Free Winona” t-shirt.
To make a long story short, it was a good weekend.Hill walking in Largs. Irn Bru containers in nature. #ExpatLife #AnAmericanLivingInGlasgow… Click To Tweet