It had been barely a month since David left California when I was on a flight to visit him in Scotland! We had been dreaming of sailing off together into the sunset, and what a great future we would have together, but I think we were both waiting to see how the visit would go...
It was about 9am Edinburgh time when David met me at the airport in his kilt! It was so good to see him again, he was so handsome, and suddenly I wasn't tired at all! We road the tram to downtown and had a traditional Scottish breakfast of eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, sausage and blood pudding. At least David did. Eventually I tried haggis, which was better than I had imagined, but I could never eat the blood pudding. No!
David's sister, Sheena, met us and it was great to see her again. I had met all three of his sisters in Spain, and Sheena was so interesting to talk with. She had been living in London for years and had an interesting career running the blood bank there.
We spent a couple of days in the city at Sheena's flat, and had a wonderful time exploring and having a couple of great meals with Sheena and her partner Ruth. I loved Edinburgh; the architecture, history and beauty of the city did not disappoint.
We took the bus to David's flat in St. Monan's near Anstruther. It's an small and stylish top floor apartment that David had renovated and was renting out to vacationers. It was lovely to see where David had grown up and spend some time at his favorite places. We went to his niece's birthday party and I met more of his friends. It was a great time!
The next day we borrowed David's son's car to take a road trip into the Highlands and saw such places as Killin, Glen Coe, Pitachry, Oban and eventually the Isle of Skye. The landscapes where magnificent and the lochs so magical. We were going to find the famous fairy pools at Skye when we stopped for a break, and the lady at the bar told us of the weather coming. It was on the news too, on the TV on the wall. A blizzard arriving with gale winds. Even for Scotland it was supposed to be harsh.
I was disappointed, but we both agreed that we would turn back and head to Inverness, a larger town we had planned to see. It got dark pretty early there in January, but we thought we would make it to town by about dusk, even with a stop at the famous Loch Ness, to find the Loch Ness monster.
We were pulling away from the pier where we had stopped to spot Nessie, when the car BROKE DOWN! Later we marveled at our luck. No, we didn't see Nessie, but we could have broken down on some remote road with no cell service in a blizzard!
I was amazed at how quickly David arranged a tow as I got warm in a Loch Ness pub. I ate a huge bowl of local mussels and David had a steak pie as we waited for the truck driver.
I lay, my head in David's lap, as the driver took us all the way back to Anstruther. It was dark and warm and I drifted off to sleep, comfortable with the weight of David's arm on my shoulder. Almost there, I woke and felt suddenly clear on what I should do. "I'll take part of my inheritance and we'll buy our own boat" I said.
We talked excitedly the rest of the way, hatching our plan for the future and wondering at the boat we would get. We could afford a bigger boat together, and we talked about all the possibilities. David knows a lot more about boats than I do.