I like train rides.

Train

I was sitting there on a train looking out the window at the rolling green hills spotted with white sheep and the occasional sets of windmills and I realized I am in Scotland. I was on the train from Edinburgh to Glasgow, on my way to West Kilbride. I had just spent the day wondering around Edinburgh. It was a lovely day and I enjoyed myself very much. It was just interesting when I stopped and thought about where I was. It is interesting to me sometimes when I am traveling and it actually hits me as to where I am. Scotland is beautiful. Old building in the middle of quaint little towns, green green rolling hills. Red rocks, the sea, little wooded parks (glens) slow pace of life. Very very nice.

Sheep

Sheep belong on rolling green hills. They do. Anywhere else they kind of look out of place, but not on a rolling green hill. there they look like they are where they should be. Grazing or laying down. The rich green grass spotted with little fluffy white dots.