Tag: writing

  • Upside down, all around

    It’s been a minute since I last posted, but if you’ll recall, I ended up flying to London without my travel buddy since she had to wait until the next day for a flight out of DFW. I managed to find my gate, survive the nine-hour flight, disembark with my luggage, get through customs and…

  • Unwilling Solo Traveler

    So…my cousin Trisha and I decided to go to London this year on vacation. You may remember that we went together to Scotland last year, and I’m still SO in love. London, however, was a different story. Now don’t get me wrong. The city itself is amazing, although gigantic. The people were nice enough (except…

  • More Day Ochd (Eight)

    One thing I did while Trisha was shopping on the Royal Mile was catch a glimpse of a sign that said “Writers Museum” and pointed down Lady Stair’s Close, a narrow passageway opening into a courtyard. The museum itself is housed in Lady’s Stair’s House. The house, built in the 17th century, is compact and…

  • Day Ochd (Eight)

    We had a couple of mishaps on our way back to Inverness–nothing bad, though, so dinna fash! The first one happened when the tour bus hit a rough spot in the road and several belongings which had been stored overhead fell out of the shelves and onto the passengers. Everyone scrambled to grab their things,…

  • More about getting there…

    Yeah, the flight was grueling. I had really hoped I would sleep. Trisha had even brought some valerian root pills because I had told her I’d read they would help us sleep. She may have slept more than I did–I’m not sure because she sat behind me. That in itself was weird, because when we…