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Scottish Highlands The third day staying in Glasgow we rented a car (thanks for the deal Bert) and Dylan took over leading us North to the Scottish Highlands. We drove around for hours with nothing but rivers, lakes, mountains, and waterfalls. We did one hike through the mountains which was dangerously close to a long drop down. You could walk each trail for hours but we would go for an hour or 2 then head back to the car and keep on driving. We headed to Ben Nevis, the highest mountain in the UK, and decided to begin the trek. It said it takes 6-8 hours to hike, so we thought we would do our best. Dylan had decided he would be the most fashionable person on the hill that day, so he wore casual shoes, ... read more

Brussels, Belgium Arriving in Brussels later than expected, and having to leave early the next day, we had to make the most of our time. The problem was, we did now know a lot about the city or what to do exactly. Our first stop was a place that reminds you of Belgium...Pizza Hut. We ordered a large pizza, but just to feel cultured, we ordered some fancy Belgian beers along with it (you can buy beer anywhere in Europe). We asked the waitress to point us to the city centre, which was about a 15-minute walk away from where we were staying. We had lucked out in Brussels, because all of the sites seemed to be very close together. There are numerous giant statues, monuments, and gardens leading the main attraction in Brussels called Grand ... read more

London We arrived in London in the morning and had the challenge of finding our hostel. Even though they speak English here, we still struggled understanding a word that the first few people that we spoke with were saying. Finally we found someone who spoke a form of English that we could undsertand and we made our way into town. The first person that we met on the whole trip was about 5 minutes into our train ride, and she was from St. Catharines and lives in Toronto. The first day was tough to overcome the jet lag so we wondered around the area that our hostel was in, Camden, and quickly realized another cultural difference...driving. Getting used to crossing the street when the cars are on the other side of the road seemed to be ... read more

HILTI!!!... read more