A week ago it was time again for another school trip on this summer camp for adults. By the way, thanks to the who ever it was who thought it was a good idea to send young adults to other countries "to learn the culture" – or to get drunk in other countries;) Anyways, our direction was way up north. Just how north came as a surprise to some, it meant quite a lot of sitting in a bus. My travel companion was Maija, who looked around her and declared she was full of love. Ok, what have you taken… but she said she had just noticed that we're on a trip, going to stay in a castle and we're physically surrounded by our friends in the bus. A valid point and after I thought about it I realised I was also full of love J <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

 

First stop at Bruars, waterfalls. Does anyone else get a Lost deja vu?

 

<?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Inverness. We happened to come across a free bottle of wine there (thanks to some lovely elderly men who wanted to prove that not all Scots are rude – we wondered if they understood Finnish because regrettably we had been perhaps a bit rude standing in the line behind them… I know that you never know who understands, but we're only humans and were in a hurry), happy memories of that city.

 

Our castle at Carbisdale. Naturally, the castle is haunted. And some people found that out. But after just how much beer/wine/whisky, remains unsettled.

 

In the evening we had a dinner and a ceilidh from which I unfortunately don’t have any pictures – too busy dancingJ But hopefully I’ll get a video from Eva to add here later, it’s really something;)

 

Next morning Loch Ness.

 

 

Where are you Nessie?

 

Urquhart castle on the shores of Loch Ness.

 

Then again some love filled sitting on a bus and a stop for fish&chips in a little village called Dunkeld.

Maija, Gayathri, fish, chips