One of my sisters and I traveled together to Scotland a couple of years ago. We hopscotched all over the country, from Glasgow to the Isle of Iona and back, and stayed in something like 7 different hotels. We had a fabulous time.
Some people are tough to travel with, but this one - she's a peach. She never lost her cool, even when my arms were shaking as I tried to get used to driving in the UK for the first time (on the wrong! side of the road, in the wrong! side of the car), and when I reversed into another driver on a busy road near Oban. Oops. (Hint: Always reserve rental cars with a credit card that offers collision coverage. You'll be ever-so-glad you did.)
Near the end of our trip, we drove into Edinburgh and stayed at The Scotsman Hotel. After days in the (gorgeously green) countryside, we were thrilled to be back in a big city.
"I love cities," I said to her, as we climbed into the elevator.
"Me too," she smiled.
We spent a good chunk of our time in Edinburgh in the hotel pool, which was located on the basement level. It was a huge, stainless steel rectangle in a soothingly dim room, surrounded by walls of trickling water. Float, submerge, float. Yummy.
I chose this shot for today because I loved the smoky, over-exposed colors, and the foggy glow of the lights on the elevator ceiling.
Happy Friday, peeps.
I, for one, am NOT going to be at my desk this weekend, and you shouldn't be either!