Good long day. We woke up in our European sized room (Brad calls it, excuse me, pardon me, room) and made for a quick breakfast before a Scotch whiskey tasting. When in Rome!
Our guide at the Oban distillery was very precise, and we learned a lot. Like Oban is part of a huge conglomerate (Diageo), and that they buy their barley “mostly” from Scotland, and they make a sweeter version for the American market. Not as quaint as a small distillery from 1792. Just another link in the chain. Still it was great to see.
Alan picked us up in the beautiful port side village of Oban and drove us to the airport to pick up our rental car. We chatted about life, took in Loch Lomand and arrived in time to get our left sided driving vehicle. We found our way to the Estate and were ridiculously delighted.
Dropped the bags and headed out to the food store to provision the house. By the time we got home, we were toast. We also realized that we hadn’t eaten all day, so we promptly made a drink!
Drinks on the lawn, with a cheese plate to follow and a walk on the grounds amid the cotton tail bunnies. 
We are nestled into our baronial bedroom with crisp Italian linens and the kids on the way. Tomorrow should be epic, but tonight we sleep in peace.
Civilized Cross Many Countries 