It's here! I can't believe it, the sun still exists and we're going on a trek.
I was so excited about the prospect of being out in the sun I made John put on some suntan lotion. As it turns out we hadn't factored in the small detail that we were that much closer to the sun in the mountains nor had we taken into consideration Johns' new grade 1 haircut = 3rd degree burns!
The trek was brilliant. The guide had promised us changing landscape every half hour starting in the Glens of Scotland (I wasn't convinced as it was too sunny and he did confess he'd never been to Scotland), then we would pass through a eucalyptus forest (& he showed us the trenches which were dug out to collect the oil for my new favourite cough mixture).
Carrie in the Scottish Highlands
Then onto tea plantations before passing through a village on our way up to climb the mountain. One of my best days yet, possibly helped by the fact we ended up in another seedy drinking hole!
Post-Trek drinks in an illicit drinking den with our two new posh friends
