Scottish optimism...

...is when someone on the Isle of Lewis owns a convertible!

I've arrived on Lewis and slowly things are coming back to me. The place is more familiar than I remember.

This morning I woke up and it was raining so hard that I didn't think I could leave the house. Then it stopped for the 2 minutes it took me to dash to the bus. But now the sun is out. Go figure.

All I can say is thank God for Marmot and their waterproof jackets!