Inverness, Scotland

I flew back from Newark in New York to Heathrow in England, and then back out of Gatwick the same day to Scotland. Finally I'd made it back to the highlands, in particular to my garden in Inverness that I had been looking forward to weeding for some time. The garden does has a house attached to it which is nice and will have some new tenants moving in shortly, but it was nice to stay in for a few days to remind myself I did actually own, or at least part of it.Apart from weeding the garden and disguising the resulting bald patches in purple slate to give the impression of a well tended garden, I visited some friends I hadn't seen for a long time and went to our favourite restaurant in Aviemore; The Skiing Doo, which specializes in burgers and relish, the relish is the most important part.
New York to Inverness is quite a contrast, but to be honest, I prefer Inverness, it's an outdoor place for outdoor people, it's hard to find a crowd there. Mind you the New York in Breakfast at Tiffanys I watched on the plane, had almost no one in it, so that was probably quite nice.
I spent most of the next day being a zombie, whilst jet lag and  travelling caught up with me, one more flight  back to England again, the last flight for a while until South America. The next day I had a funeral which is why I had such a short time in Scotland, then I could finally have a nice long sleep, read my book and do nothing.