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The people! I have no idea where the old stereotype of the “cheap Scot” came from — everyone I met was beautiful and generous to a fault. In fact my hike ended in a Milngavie pub with two great blokes I’d just met buying me round after round of whiskey and cider as we laughed into the night like old friends.
I could spend the rest of my life in Scotland. Two weeks was hardly enough time. There are so many more ways that need walking.