This weekend Kev and I decided to make a last ditch effort to get me to RELAX, by going away for the weekend. Two of our lovely friends agreed to come and watch the devil dog so we could flit off to Argyll for a night in a B and B.
For those of you who don't know, Argyll is on the West Coast of Scotland and is famed for its beautiful coastline and bad weather. Surprisingly, we had sun on Saturday and got some amazing shots:
A tree on the edge of Loch Lomond
Me on the hill fort I thought it would be a good idea to climb at 8 months pregnant...
The lighthouse at Crinan with the Island of Jura in the distance
Well, the weekend didn't turn out to be all that relaxing, but I did manage to sleep through an entire night on Saturday. Sunday though was pretty rubbish--we got a flat tire, I realised I forgot my mother's birthday, I failed an essay and then I only slept from 8:30p to 11:00p that night.
Oh well you can't win them all.