My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer-
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe;
My heart's in the Highlands, whereever I go.
-R. Burns
Inverness, Scotland, in the height of the Highlands, is a party town. You didn't know it and neither did I. This is also where Loch Ness and its monster are. I did just have to explain that "Friends" was not a documentary about Jennifer Aniston to a few gents, but other than that everyone here is amazing.
I want to apologize for not having written sooner. Travelling has been exhausting and when I can I would like to get some pictures of Italy up online. Let's just say, after Florence, I am not going to need to hit a "fine arts" museum for a while.
I paddled a Gondola and found the only Orthodox Jews in Venice. I went to the beach with them. Me and two Rabbis names Schmuley and Yossi on the Lido. Let's see Fellini top that.
I am in the lobby of my first real "hostel." A hippi is playing the didjeridu, I just came back from the craziest bars, and had some of the best Indian food I have had in ages.
So far. I think I don't need to leave Scotland.
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan
Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low
Well my heart's in the Highlands
Only place left to go.
- Mr. Bobby D.
