I was feeling decidedly fragile and self medicinal soothment with a large bottle of vodka the night before to take away the aches and grumbles after my dinner of dead animals in the hut had not helped.It was a lovely warm fire after a hard day on the hill but before long I was thinking of the fires of Hell and my life there as a fallen angel in a previous existence.
This was a nice comforting thought and the more I stared at the fire the more it became my friend.
Hey! This could catch on!
They don,t seem to do chips, eggs,Bridie's,Sausage Rolls,Pies or beans anymore except for breakfast which is a great shame as that's my kind of food after a hard morning hill bagging so we had to make do with Bree ,cranberries and other posh nosh.I just had a bowl of Lentil soup and a roll which was very nice considering it had no lentils in it.
They were keen to see how Scotland could possibly be like Brazil.
Same in Fort William. Up we climbed high above the town to find a modern housing estate getting a face lift. Just like in Rio few tourists venture up here.
Just like a favela in fact..... I rest my case.
They say that travel broadens the mind but sometimes the mind can broaden the travel :)
Today's video continues the theme. I wonder who this headstone is for?