|It's hard to smile bigger than this.|
I mean, there was snow, beer, schnapps, Weinerschnitzel, skiing, lifts with heated seats and bubble covers, fries with everything, bacon wrapped wurst, kilts, castles, street parties, fireworks shows big enough to annihilate a small village, wedges of melted brie, Scotch, whisky and G&Ts in a can.
And just to get that out of the way before I get too deep into my recounting, YES I ATE HAGGIS. Also, black pudding.
Haggis = good. Black pudding = less good.
That's pretty much all I derived from that experience, so there you go. We all tried both and we all lived and no one retched. We all went back for a second try at the haggis and we all agreed that the black pudding, while edible, was sort of a worthless food. Like tofu, but from blood rather than soybeans, which - appetizing.
The kilts though...MEMORABLE.
|AKA Hard to forget.|
Perhaps you recall my not so secret wish for a Kilt Flipping Good New Year?
This guy did, too, and he was all about granting that wish. Generous folks these Scots.
|And that's just Scotch and whisky.|
Like, for instance, did you know that in Scotland you can buy Gin and Tonic in a can? YOU CAN. And then you can, say, haul it around with you all premixed and ready to drink while you walk from castle to cathedral to cemetery and so on.
|I mean, it's no Hendrick's and Fever Tree with a twist of Meyer lemon, but it's portable and sometimes that's enough.|
I mean, it wasn't necessary since everything we did involved a cocktail break before and after. Even if what we were doing was going to a pub.
|Proper Hendrick's and tonic with a cucumber slice and rose petal garnish.|
|Prosecco with a rose petal garnish because WHY NOT.|
|So *maybe* there was some drinking.|
Oh Edinburgh - we loved you so, you saucy bitch, you.
Before all that though, there was Austria.
|For those of you in the US - don't worry, someone has snow right now.|
|Welcome to proper snow.|
|Welcome to off-piste.|
|Welcome to D.A. making fun while you crash.|
|And welcome to a giant snow storm as we sadly headed to the airport.|
|And 120 euro gets you access to all of it. HELLO, TAHOE ARE YOU LISTENING?|
|And why wouldn't you when the lifts have bubble covers and heated seats?|
|Austrians know how to clear an effing runway.|
|Love you, Austria.|
|Missing you already.|