There’s waking up on a ferry… and then there’s waking up on a ferry when you’ve splurged on a proper cabin. I opened my eyes slowly, stretched across a bed that didn’t fold out of a wall, and...
Welcome, If your passport had feelings, it’d be tapping its photo page impatiently right about now. Whether you're chasing ancient echoes through misty glens, hunting down the perfect single malt, or just trying to remember which adapter works in this country—again—travel isn’t just a destination. It’s a dare. A whisper from the world saying, “Bet you haven’t seen this yet.” So… where will you go next?
Scotland is the best country in the world because it has the best motto in the world. Scotland did not go for Unity, Love, Peace or any of this kind of Rubbish.
To define the Scottish people the Motto in Latin is: Nemo Mae Impunay Lacessit.
Which translated into English is: I will not be provoked with Impunity.
Which translated into Scottish is: Its "Who you calling a cunt ya cunt
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