The Scottish (Mis)adventures: Take II

The wedding was on Sunday."What a beautiful day for a wedding," a friend remarked. "It's the nicest day, 68 degrees."Meanwhile, if you looked over at me, I had goosebumps running up and down my legs, I was trying to hold the chattering to a minimum. Despite my Russian roots, my body isn't built for cold […]

Our Scottish (Mis)adventures: Take I

That's our nickname: the first initial of my husband's name and my full name. We landed in Scotland early on Saturday morning. As part of our friend's wedding festivities, he and his fiancée arranged a distillery tour. The bus would be leaving from the hotel at ten am. Since our plane landed at about eight, […]