The Scotish Adventure, Kilts at the Ready

Well what can I say, except that, Scotland rocks !!!

I returned from my trip to Scotland yesterday, and I am still feeling the effects of what was termed ' The Glasgow Rampage'. The long weekend opened itself up to an experience that could never be forgotten. It has been a long while since this Irish Lassie went on a rampage and I really let my hair down and went for it, I still have the body pains to prove it. Aching feet, legs, stomach, shoulders, calves and neck all herald signs of 'given it loads on the dance floor'

Now I can't say that this was an informative sightseeing tour of Scotland, but I did learn a lot about the natives through their welcoming, friendly attitude over numerous alcoholic beverage, in various establishments that were explored during a prolonged weekend pub crawl. (did I mention how much I loved this weekend)

Sadly, they don't wear kilts on a regular basis, but there were a few spotted during the watching of a native ritual know as a stag party. (At this point I would like to make a suggestion to future leaders of planet earth; how about making kilts and sporins compulsory attire on the weekend, for the entire planet. I think it would help us all get along and contribute to a generally harmonic society. )

Alas, there has been a censorship placed upon photos of the past weekend. It seems the Irish and Scotish governments feel that certain images are of a sensitive and criminating nature and prevented the circulation of these pictures. But I'm sure you can use your imagination. (keep it clean boys)

On that note I think it goes without saying ... I love Scotland, and kilts in general.
another adventure lived and more be be enjoyed , endured and survived.

' go on ya good thing'