Some people like beaches.
Some people like historical tours.
Some people like cruises.
Some people like lake houses.
But my family? We like golf. Is that weird? (Wait. Don't answer that.)
Last week, my parents, my two sisters and their husbands, and B and I spent time in St. Andrews, Scotland at the British Open golf tournament, and did we ever have fun. Five years ago, four of us went, but this time all eight of us made the trip. Not all of us are golfers, and not all of us were interested in the Open, but we all spent some time enjoying the atmosphere and the tournament.
Here's B and our brother-in-law, Tom, pretending that they just played the famous 17th hole. Looks to me like they lost their ball in the rough.
And check out that bunker on 17! You could get lost down there. (That's my mom and dad--the benefactors of all this fun.)
Today I got an email from my college roommate who said, "I think that if I were vacationing in Scotland on my second day in the gallery I’d be thinking more about all the other stuff in Scotland that I’d like to see and was missing while I was watching golf."
Well, Jen, you'll be happy to know that we did NOT spend all of our time watching golf (the tournament itself was kind of a snoozer this year anyway because the guy who won, a South African, was the leader the entire time. It's not as much fun to watch when it's not even close and you pretty much know who's going to win going into the last day. Zzzzzzz.).
We did manage to spend one day in Edinburgh, a city that I love every time I've been there.
This is Edinburgh's famous castle.
And here's a beautiful view of Arthur's Seat, Edinburgh's famous peak in Holyrood Park.
After four days, we said goodbye to Scotland and headed for England, specifically to London, where many adventures were had by all. You'll have to come back tomorrow for the London portion of our trip because my old pal jet lag is kicking me in the gut and it's time for me to sleep.