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Blogs > KainWilkus > A young man's old mind.

KainWilkus 37M
112 posts
9/6/2023 8:25 am
Frightened Rabbit - Swim Until You Can't See Land

Finally went to Scotland.
Simple phrase though reality is anything but.
Almost backed out at the last second, thankfully didn't.
A blur of tours and tastings. Planes, trains, and automobiles (plus buses) across Ireland and the UK culminating in the Highland Games; Scotland's Super Bowl/County Fair.
There were hiccups. Air Traffic Control problems in London caused a delay in Dublin followed by reroute out of London. (Originally meant to travel from Heathrow to Edinburgh, changed Gatwick to Glasgow with train to Edinburgh). The Malt Disney barrel ride being closed. Industrial Service Action caused train delays to Banchory, though thanks to the delay I am now in possession of a Pedestrian Verse vinyl. Arrival back to the states resulted in lost luggage, its location still unknown. Lovely memories ending in tears.
Discoveries as well. Returned with a small jar of marmalade as reminder of all the great breakfast toast. An old fashioned with Jameson Crested was pure Aqua Vitae. Mentioned earlier, the Pedestrian Verse vinyl; acquiring it in Scotland gives it extra meaning. The search for "hairy coos" ended in a peacock sighting at a wedding reception. Discovered I'm very uncomfortable in wealthy company, and have forgotten how to flirt.
Revisited previous adventures. Staring at Vicar St, briefly becoming Dr. Manhattan. (It is 2012, I am here to see God is an Astronaut. It is 2015, I am here to see Dylan Moran. It is 2023, I am here by happenstance.) Praying at St. Patrick's Cathedral in now a tradition. Another pilgrimage to Black Books, this time not by accident. Then the new journey to the old country began.
I can still hear the hills... and the bagpipes, even though I have since returned to my reality: the chores and bills and troubles. I have not regaled any stories. Aside from a few small things (fridge magnet, small helping of marmalade, shirt, cosmetic bag and vinyl), no physical record exists of my journey. Yet I can't escape the feeling of fallout as it lingers in the air. But I don't regret it, even if I can barely remember the journey. I'll never forget feeling at home in the highland hills.


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