Hello friends, just today im back from one of the most beautiful countries. This was my 4th trip of the year and perhaps the best. I was pretty amazed with the lifestyle, funny accent, men in frock, bagpiper,  culture, whiskey, highlands, low lands and everything of this wonderful country.

So, as usual, im eager to share my experience with SAJAH friends through pictures. Please mind, im not a good photographer and I used ordinary 4.00 megapixel  camera without powerful zoom so, please donot expect great snaps.

The country was SCOTLAND, part of Great Britain/ the United Kingdom (GB or UK consists of England, Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland). Its half of size of Nepal and  5.1 million population.

Edinburgh, the city of castle is capital city and Glasgow is the biggest city of country. Im writin this so that u could enjoy more with the pictures :-)

So here we go Scotland :-)

--I wd be only happy if u drop few words after viewing this thread--

Amazing....

Thanks for the wonderful photos... I am feeling nostalgic hehehehe.... ati Sundar cha hoina stone haven ta.... I enjoyed every inch of it. Dont worry I have not forgotten my promise to provide you with shetland island pictures.... I dont have artistic photographic skill like you so please pardon me on that hai....

La to start off with the map of Shetland Island for those who dont know its situated North of Scotland.

NN landed in Sumburgh airport..... in Shetland island...  yesss!!!!

Land hunney bitikai bhok Laaging...... And guess what I found a Nepalese Restaurant... opened by one Nepali dai... I was like what the heckkkk yaha ni Nepali restaurant.... what a pleasant surprise as I was craving for nepali khana for 4 months..... there are about 8 Nepalese in Shetland Island and including my good friend who showed me around... I owe u a BIG Time... Dude... Next time Drinks on me.... :) ... Very good food ani simple yet touch of nepali pan..... Simplicity at its best....

 

Anyways more pix of Nepali restaurant in that island.... Here there are lots of Lord Shiva ani more pictures been displayed... awesome... Khana saat saat Bagwan ko ni Darshan bayoooo...

laaa... phet bareo aba.... Sight seeing Chaluuuu... As I was driving around yeo sundar spot ma sight view gardey basey... i think spent half an hour just staring at this beautiful landscape ... simply awesome....

Just beside that nice view... some sheep were making some noise... faint Baaa Baaa!!!! lollllll

I wish I could spend the night here in this hotellll tara what to do bank balance was low.... but anyways this is a great hotel just beside the sea and whats even great about it is it is near one of  the oldest Scotish iron civilisation.... known as Jarlshof dated back as early as 4500 yrs ago..... very interesting archeological site... I was really impressed.

 

la last picture after looking around Jarlshof village.... I was facinated by the beautiful cow and its calves.... hehehe they had ear tags like kaan ko kundaal... wonder what they meant.... they look so cwheeet!!!! 

I so wanted to touch them.... they looked so cute but I was cautious as mother was near them.. dint want her charging at me...But Guess whattttttt I think looked more scary to them... caz they all fled as I reached out to touch them.... Oh Dear GOD!!!! hehehe

The pictures and the accompanying descriptions on this thread are splendid. Please keep them coming.

Here is a celebrated poem by W H Auden that I had to study as a student. It highlights the salient characters of Scotland highlands which could be appropriate for the forum.

NIGHT MAIL
by W H Auden

This is the Night Mail crossing the border,
Bringing the cheque and the postal order,
Letters for the rich, letters for the poor,
The shop at the corner and the girl next door.
Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb:
The gradient's against her, but she's on time.
Thro' sparse counties she rampages,
Her driver's eye upon the gauges.
Panting up past lonely farms
Fed by the fireman's restless arms.
Striding forward along the rails
Thro' southern uplands with northern mails.

Winding up the valley to the watershed,
Thro' the heather and the weather and the dawn overhead.
Past cotton-grass and moorland boulder
Shovelling white steam over her shoulder,
Snorting noisily as she passes
Silent miles of wind-bent grasses.

Birds turn their heads as she approaches,
Stare from the bushes at her blank-faced coaches.
Sheepdogs cannot turn her course;
They slumber on with paws across.
In the farm she passes no one wakes,
But a jug in the bedroom gently shakes.

Dawn freshens, the climb is done.
Down towards Glasgow she descends
Towards the steam tugs yelping down the glade of cranes,
Towards the fields of apparatus, the furnaces
Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen.
All Scotland waits for her:
In the dark glens, beside the pale-green sea lochs
Men long for news.

Letters of thanks, letters from banks,
Letters of joy from the girl and the boy,
Receipted bills and invitations
To inspect new stock or visit relations,
And applications for situations
And timid lovers' declarations
And gossip, gossip from all the nations,
News circumstantial, news financial,
Letters with holiday snaps to enlarge in,
Letters with faces scrawled in the margin,
Letters from uncles, cousins, and aunts,
Letters to Scotland from the South of France,
Letters of condolence to Highlands and Lowlands
Notes from overseas to Hebrides
Written on paper of every hue,
The pink, the violet, the white and the blue,
The chatty, the catty, the boring, adoring,
The cold and official and the heart's outpouring,
Clever, stupid, short and long,
The typed and the printed and the spelt all wrong.

Thousands are still asleep
Dreaming of terrifying monsters,
Or of friendly tea beside the band at Cranston's or Crawford's:
Asleep in working Glasgow, asleep in well-set Edinburgh,
Asleep in granite Aberdeen,
They continue their dreams,
And shall wake soon and long for letters,
And none will hear the postman's knock
Without a quickening of the heart,
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

This is taken from the back of Scalloway Castle.. this is a small town near the harbour notice the houses are painted with bright colour and at the back you can notice a quarry... could not take a closer view but definitely quarry..... Anyways last pic of the day.... hope you guys enjoy ...  

 

Later...

NN