hmm.. two weekends straight travelling North…

real fun…

it’s nice to have dad around when u travel..

mountains and seas seem more magical, it seems..

i feel like a kid again, feeling all psyched up for cheap thrills

like the familiar rumble of the ferry floor, and the salty wind in my face..

identifying which highland’s cameron’s..

and indulging in luxury at the same time..

superb food, when you’re in the mood..

i wont forget that little chicken i tried to feed in vain up in Cameron..

:p