I have been lucky enough to travel to all corners of the world, Europe, Canada, America, South America, Africa, Asia, Australasia and All over the Middle East, Russia, China and Japan.
There are only two countries I really have left to visit and one I maybe visiting this summer (Antarctica!) but though I am lucky enough to have seen things that have changed my life and made me into the person that I am there is only one place on Earth for me. That one place where no matter how low you feel it will lift your spirits, the sort of place where time after time it will always be home.
Everyone has a place like this, that one special place that holds memories so dear and precious that you cannot imagine your life without them the place where you whisper your inner most secrets into the wind as somehow they trun into a symphony within your heart.
That place for me is the west highlands of Scotland. My home, a place where eagles still fly freely, where I can horseride along the loch as the cold wind blasts in my face. It’s heaven on Earth, no place like it. No phones work, no mobiles just escape from reality.
A place where the your world and heart feel as one.
Mine is Glenfinnan. Home
