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ie=UTF8&qid=1469092383&sr=8-7&keywords=jean reinhardt kindle books#nav-subnav This was the view from our hotel window when the sun came up.
I think this will be the final post for this grand adventures.
No one wants to read about an eleven hour plane flight.
We came to Scotland with a family agenda, trying to see the world that Robyn's Dad and Grandparents lived in.
Like most of the B&B's they had an attached greenhouse for breakfast.
We did our best to find a place to eat that night using Google Maps and Trip Advisor.
After spending so much time getting to know this beautiful country, we share a bit in their loss when we leave today.
Spell Check was not in the cards for the applications I was using and most nights my writing was reserved for right before bedtime which tended to be around midnight.
I guess I am in the same camp with Ann Morrow Linbergh who I quoted at the beginning of this blog, " the strange race of people who feel half cheated of an experience unless it is retold".
For those that have followed along reading this blog, thankyou.
I apologize now for any misspelled words, or bad grammer.