I write this thinking of my next trip. The planning and booking are completed and now it is just the time to wait. Also, a time to hopefully remember anything I have forgotten to put in my bag. This trip will be different for me, maybe because I am very tired at the moment. I just want to focus forward on the dream of experiencing my surroundings and sharing them. I wish to convey the feel of the breeze and the song of the bird. I am probably a romantic for nature at heart.
This is a time also for me to reboot and regain the picture and writing focus. So, expect some new stories in the future and be ready to meet new people. Remember your dream can only take you as far as you are willing to go.
Sometimes when I visit a place I can get a little sad. This was the case when we visited Armadale castle. I thought of how lovely the location was and wished I could have seen the Castle in it’s prime. The view across the water was striking and because of the rain the mist hung over the water. The light shown through the clouds and you could see the outline of the hills across the water. Maybe I was being romantic over a location or maybe I wished I could have a view like that.
The gardens were beautiful and everywhere we walked I felt I was back in time. I took a picture of a fading red door and wondered at who entered into it. I followed a peacock with my camera and couldn’t get a good shot. We walked down the paths behind the house and locate the old wash house. The size of the building was bigger than my house. I imagined the hot work of laundry and how it must have seemed to never end.
The history of Armadale castle and the Scots was told in the visitors building. The Waring clans fighting over possession of a piece of land. In every case the fight went on for as long as the person lived wanted control. Just as the castle was wasted because of mismanagement so were so many lives. I also notice that not many woman are mentioned but I am sure they are there.
Have you ever fell in love with a location? Well I did here and wanted to take a breath and a step back in time. Not to control or own the area but to enjoy the peace and beauty. To be able to go for a walk with the dog every morning and feel the mist of the sea on my face. I would drink hot tea while watching the rain and record my thoughts in my diary. Yes, a little piece of me is still in Armadale.
I like to travel and as a kid we didn’t get to do much as a family. So as I grew older I didn’t think it was necessary to venture out of my hometown. Then life changed for me and how I viewed the time I had left changed. I made a mental list of if I died tomorrow what would I wished I could have done? Photography was one thing I wished to do and travel. I learned how to take photos manually on a digital camera and then I started to travel. I have been overseas 5 times now and even though I can’t get myself away from the UK I enjoy every moment.
I had to change what I believed to be possible for my life. Some people are so jealous that I get to travel. I was that way once and I know how they feel but, I have learned that what you believe in can happen. Also, I focused my energy on the dream of the vacation. In order to do this I would save for the expenses of the trip. Did I have to give up other things to get to go to Scotland. Yes. Was it worth it absolutely.
And once you start seeing your dreams come true it is easier to dream larger ones. I am older now, instead of young, not quite so fearless as I used to be. Life isn’t always perfect and people not always supportive. However, that doesn’t mean you have to give up your dreams.
I met a lady in the Chicago airport last May. I was on my way to the Yorkshire Dales and she was going to Ireland. Her husband didn’t like to travel so she was going with a tour group in Ireland. She was traveling by herself. Why? She had a dream and wasn’t afraid to get out their and try. I admired her for what she was doing and I bet she had some fun.
The purpose of travel goes beyond just getting a rest, it is breaking out of your norm. When you meet other people and see life lived in other countries you grow. The beauty of the world is waiting for you to see it and enjoy. I do a lot of research before I go to somewhere new and I keep myself safe. There are places I would never go without someone else with me. Some places I will never go at all. So, find a friend who want to see the world and go for it.
Remember to be true to your heart and live your dreams. A life is best lived with no regrets.
As we were driving around the northern tip of Skye I noticed a sign to a cottage that sold art. I had meant to try and stop the day before but I think we were too tired. Sherry and I had time this day since the trip was winding down so we stopped. The cottage we stepped into was 100 years old. You wouldn’t know it from looking at it with its thatched room and pristine white paint. The front of the cottage had a garden with many kinds of plants. Apparently the walls are about 4 feet thick and have smaller rock in the center of the rock walls. We step into the front room of the cottage and find a small studio. An older man is quickly dusting off the shelves. He carries a cloth in his hand and tidies up his display of art work. He is slightly stooped over in the shoulders and doesn’t hold quite steady. I would say he was in his late sixties.
In the corner of the room stood his desk and colored pencils. All ranges of color sitting within reach of the artists hand. A light glowed down on the desk giving the feel that we had just interrupted him sketching.
We start the small talk of where we are from and so forth. What I love about Scotland most was the warmth of the people. They were friendly and kind and willing to talk. Bill Lawrence was the mans name and he did pencil drawings. The shelves were lined with sketches of traditional fishing scenes and cottages of Scotland. I bought a drawing of a thatched cottage to take home, plus a picture of a woolly cow. Bill and his wife moved up here 20 years ago. He talked about now since he reached a retirement age he get to ride the bus anywhere for free. I don’t think we appreciate that as much here but in Scotland the buses were constantly running.
Sherry found some pictures of Scotland scenes to take home. We both spent some time looking at the art and speaking with Bill. Bill went about wrapping up our purchases which involved cardboard and bubble wrap. I wanted to help so bad and finally did. Bill had Parkinson’s which made the project painful to watch. The packages firmly wrapped for airplane travel Bill was ready to relax. “I think I need a cup of tea after all that.” Bill says. Sherry and I agreed.
I think what I remember most were the moments. The brief glimpses into the lives of people and how they lived. I have to admit I was jealous of Bill and his wife for getting to live on this beautiful island. Mainly I think it is important to get to live the life you want.