SCOTLAND

because my dad served his mission in scotland, we stayed there nearly a week.

 yes, we drove from england to scotland.

yes, it was 8 hours.

 no, i didn't mind.

why? cause the countryside was breathtaking and i mean, a road trip to scotland? like how often do you get to take a ROADTRIP TO SCOTLAND. its cool just to say. (white girl adventure level 837)

but instead of trying to tell you every detail of every day in scotland, i decided to share this pretty little country with you through pictures. lots and lots of pictures. 

love ya.

the country side is beautifully monotonous: bright green, dark green, light green, and more bright green... with the occasional sheep or castle lol

princess street in edinburgh 

look how cute my fam is

dad's old apartment.. also i have a crush on those flowers

reasons i missed america:^^

WEE, POO AND TP ONLY

also if you need to get rid of your earbuds or nappies, this is not the place HAHAH

i cropped out our kilts..

this was our cute scottish house (weird yellow leprechaun included)

did i creep on a scottish wedding cause i found it amusing that they were wearing kilts? 

why yes, i did.

paddle boarding with the lochness monster. #nessieisreal

smiling right before i went crossed those death logs on the hardest ropes course ever

another day, another castle.

jane photo series:
this is my cute lil cousin jane and her favorite thing to say on this trip was
"hey katie look how cute i am, take a picture!!"
this is just a small sampling of the pictures that resulted:

she's a cute lil boo thang

the scottish coast was dreamy.

also, there were lots of cute pink jellyfish that had washed ashore

they take their plants very seriously, obviously

#awwcute #muchtwinning #wow #love #yellowsisters

nothing quite like driving through scotland in a rainstorm listening to crazy bagpipe solos on the radio, there's just nothing like it i tell you.

these red pheasants were everywhere… struttin round like they owned the place 

(looking for the lochness monster)

when they don't let tourists in the gate but you're a rebel tourist so you find a way to take a picture of the palace anyway...

HAHAHAHAAHAH

can we talk about the cows for a sec?
yes. you heard (read?) me right. the cows.

scottish cows are NOT normal cows. they had big horns and long shaggy red hair, i think their official name was "highland cows"
but since their long hair kinda falls down over their eyes, it gives them a slight i'm-a-punk-teenage-boy-and-i'm-cooler-then-you-don't-talk-to-me sort of look. it made me laugh sooo hard. probably harder then is socially acceptable to laugh at a cows, now that i think about it. 

is it bad to say that these weird cows were one of my favorite parts about scotland? oh well. cause they totally were

like they even made a postcard book of weird cow pics. i'm not gonna tell you if i bought it or not..

fun fact: my great (x7) grandpa was imprisoned at this castle for 3 months but then he was sick of it so he left and went to canada. the end.

and that my dear friends, is scotland.

GUID EVENIN TO YA 

*skips away in a kilt*