If I had to choose one favorite country out of all our travels so far, it would have to be Scotland, and it's not just because of the prevalence of good ciders and the adorable-yet-slightly-incoherent dialect. It has an old soul. Every cobblestone foot path gives the impression that it once led to something dark and magical. I mean, it kinda has a tradition of awesomeness being the setting of the very real epic of Braveheart, the historical fiction Outlander, and the Bond thriller Skyfall. Not to mention it's the homeland of Sean Connery, Nessy, and the inspiration for Harry Potter. Having a bit of Scottish heritage from my mother's Crawford side (we reportedly come from the same line of Crawfords as William Wallace's mother!), made the country all the more appealing. To top it all off, we had two incredibly fun travel partners, Hope and Eric...oh and one ferret hand puppet. The four (five?) of us rented a car and started our tour in Glasgow. This is the recommended way of travel because it allows one to explore every roadside cairn (pile of rocks that mark graves) and thistle with ease, as well as "bah" at unsuspecting sheep out the window when the mood strikes -- or when you're bullied into it. Thanks, Eric.