Scottish Deep Thoughts

I caught the ferry to Havar Island yesterday. I almost missed it but ran (with my leaden pack on my back and flip-flops on the feet) to catch the boat. I was not feeling so well after that and would be a bad omen for later that evening. I met Bels & Kate on the ferry and booked into the same hostel. Havar is wicked...sun and crystal clear water. After settling into the hostel we walked around the town and met up with a couple of people Bels knew. We made dinner at the hostel and had a few drinks before going out to the bars. This was a mistake.

I was still feeling like crap and the large plate of spaghetti and the couple of beer triggered disastrous results. Yes, that's right...the crystal clear waters of Havar were temporarily clouded by...spaghetti and beer. Not my best moment. However, I went home and slept off the rest of the bug/sunstroke/hangover/etc.