ISLEORNSAY, ISLE OF SKYE, Tuesday, July 21, 2009, 8:45 a.m. — We woke to a glorious sunny morning. Will and I are feeling so optimistic we’re wearing shorts! (And we’re getting low on clean laundry, so any temps above 60 is shorts-weather.) I wanted to share our sunshine with you all before it disappears.

We just wanted all of you to know we are doing great — Rick thought we sounded tired and rode-hard, and maybe we are, but we’re having a blast. This is the most beautiful and charming inn on the most beautiful coast, and our antique-filled room is beyond charming.

I’m not sure what we will do today; Dad wants to relax and watch the boats in the harbour; Mom wants to drive north and see the landscapes Asma raved so much about; I’m not sure what I want to do; Will is, as usual, open to anything. We’ve decided to take a ferry tomorrow from Armandale to Mallaig and drive along the Harry Potter Express line to shorten our return trip. A ferry ride should be fun.

So here’s to the elusive Scottish sun. Here’s one more picture from our room — I can’t wait to get out an explore — after a massive Scottish breakfast, of course.