Somewhere along the long northern stretch of the A1, the landscape opened up into wide fields, wind turbines, and that very German sense of order â and suddenly I found myself pulling off near...
Welcome, If your passport had feelings, itâd 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 countryâagainâtravel isnât just a destination. Itâs a dare. A whisper from the world saying, âBet you havenât seen this yet.â 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
Somewhere along the long northern stretch of the A1, the landscape opened up into wide fields, wind turbines, and that very German sense of order â and suddenly I found myself pulling off near...
The Grand Place in Brussels, Belgium, is encircled by two larger buildings and the lavish Baroque guildhalls of the former Brussels Guilds, St, Patrick’s 2026 The morning arrived cool and...
I slipped out of Amsterdam the way one leaves a dream â slowly, reluctantly, and with the faint suspicion that Iâd forgotten something important, like my sense of direction or the last line of a poem...
Heading out of Amsterdam this morning and making my way south toward Brussels. Iâll follow the A16, stopping in Breda to fill up the petrol tank before crossing the border into Belgium. Iâm turning...
I woke up on my first full day in Amsterdam with that familiar mix of excitement and mild confusion â the kind that comes from sleeping in a new bed and remembering, only after a few seconds, that...
Thereâs waking up on a ferry⌠and then thereâs waking up on a ferry when youâve splurged on a proper cabin. I opened my eyes slowly, stretched across a bed that didnât fold out of a wall, and...
Thereâs nothing quite like stepping out your front door in Waternish knowing you wonât see it again for four weeks. Four weeks! Thatâs practically an odyssey by modern standards. Odysseus had sirens...
Skye â Newcastle â Amsterdam â Brussels â Hamburg â Copenhagen â Oslo â Bergen â and Back Planning a long road trip isnât about drawing a straight line on a map. Itâs about understanding where effort...