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Okay, it's cheating, because I wanted to go to Scotland first, then I actually planned the whole trip and then in the end I wrote about it here. But hey, I really wanted to do it, I just thought it's just not big enough to list it here.
I was always into everything that's Iro Scottish. I have no idea where it came from, I think Terry Deary and his Cut-Throat Celts plus a brief and somewhat weird early-teenage crush on Braveheart may be to blame. I am fearless when it comes to public speaking and general public appearances and I owe it to Iro Scottish folklore.
When I was a clumsy teenager, I asked my mom to pay for my Irish dance classes. It was crazy, I was training twice a week, stretching, jumping, I don't remember any other thing into which I put so much physical effort. Okay, now that I think about it, last year I raced against my sister to get the last chocolate Easter egg from the basket, and the only thing I got was a bruise (she got the egg), but let's make the Irish dance the second most physically exhausting thing I've ever done. I even participated in a Fèis, Irish dance competition. I practiced like a psycho, only to go to the stage and forget the choreography after first 5 steps. I had to stop and wait on the stage until the end of the song (as two other girls were dancing alongside) and try not to cry in front of a thousand people.
After such a traumatic event, I realized that nothing worse will ever happen to me on stage, so I can as well go there and do whatever.
I've been always wanting to go there and say thanks, but there was never a good occassion for that. It's a shame, especially if you take into account how cheap the flights are. But now, I'm going and it's going to be horrible.
My boyfriend and his friend had a great idea of a ten days hike that starts on a Cape Wrath Trail, and I bet that this name is not a coincidence. It includes staying in a tent with no access to running water, hot wated, mobile network, electricity or anything remotly resembling civilisation. TEN DAYS. I checked the Walking Higlands website and they describe their trails with distance, ascend, time and bog factor. I kid you not, bog factor is a real thing. On the top of it, this is how Google Weather stabs my back: