We've had to quicky re-think our trip to the island of Islay where many of the most famous whiskies are made. Laphroaig is our favourite above all. The first time I tasted it, I thought it was the most disgusting whisky ever. In fact, it hardly tasted like whisky. It's a bit like learning to appreciate really strong cheese - you approach it gradually and then you can't imagine not liking it!
Rushing to pack to get to the ferry at Tarbert (3 hours away) tonight. We'd thought maybe we could see my cousin Marleen and stay overnight in Tarbert, getting the ferry in the morning. Turns out there are severe gales forecast for tomorrow and they aren't sure if the ship will make it at all (the sea crossing takes two hours), so we have to go tonight. Sailing back on Wednesday which is supposed to be a nice day.
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