Hey guys! Happy Wednesday to you. And happy first day of spring!
Today’s trip is going to take us through beautiful southeast Scotland and across the border into neighboring England. We won’t be going too far away from Scotland mind you, only about seventeen miles. We will be leaving the mainland, however. Don’t worry, you won’t need a lifejacket. A long causeway will lead us to our destination.
Intrigued? Grab your things because today we are headed to the Holy Island of Lindisfarne (or simply Holy Island) to see Lindisfarne Castle.
Greetings! How is everyone? My goodness, can you all believe there are only 14 days until Christmas? How the days do fly by.
Friends, today I would like to share something a little different with you. The day after Thanksgiving, Mr. C and I along with his parents, took a Holland America cruise to the Eastern Caribbean. It was a new experience for me on two counts. First, because I had never been on a cruise. Second, because I had never traveled farther south than Houston, Texas or the Florida Panhandle.
Our journey began in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida where we embarked on our seven-day sea adventure. We sailed first to Turks & Caicos, then to San Juan, Puerto Rico, to St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands, and finally, to the Bahamas where we spent a day on the cruise line’s gorgeous private island, Half Moon Cay. Then it was back to port in Florida, another great vacation in the books.
One of the greatest highlights from our trip was our stop in Old San Juan, Puerto Rico. I had done a little research beforehand and knew that if I only had time to see one thing while I was there that it would be the 16th century fort, Castillo de San Felipe del Morro (or simply, El Morro). After all, you guys know I’d never let a good castle go to waste!
I’m giddy you stopped by! I hope everyone is enjoying a nice weekend.
As promised a couple of weeks ago, I have a special guest blogger here today. Technically this was supposed to happen last weekend, but unfortunately, my guest was in a car accident that totaled his beautiful convertible. Ugh! No worries, though, because aside from a few cuts and a little soreness, he’s feeling A-OK. And that’s a very good thing because I happen to be in love with this guy!
Readers, today I’m turning things over to my sweet husband, Mr. C, who is going to share with you a little bit about the whisk(e)y education we received on our recent anniversary getaway. Enjoy.
Hello Friends. I hope this day finds you well. It’s Friday! Or as some say, FriYay (not me, of course).
Mr. C and I just spent a really fun week vacationing in Lexington, Kentucky in celebration of our 24th wedding anniversary. Bourbon (whiskey with an ‘e’) is what drew us to explore the area as well as the fact that neither of us had ever before visited the state. Lexington – if you are not aware – is known as the horse capital of the world and Kentucky is where bourbon began.
Over the week, we took in-depth tours of three of the most famous distilleries in the country (Buffalo Trace, Maker’s Mark, and Woodford Reserve), ate some delicious meals, drank (and purchased) a little a lot of phenomenal bourbon, and put a WHOLE lot of miles on the convertible driving down some of the prettiest country roads in America.
I knew Kentucky was going to be pretty but I think what took me most by surprise on this trip was the way that central Kentucky reminded me so much of Scotland! The beautiful, rolling green hills called to mind scenic drives we took through East Lothian and the Scottish Borders.