A tale of a weary traveler ordering the perfect dinner, courtesy of a server who was an excellent menu consultant and a chef who was willing to give a sweet dessert a little spicy love.
I’ve probably been to Aberdeen a dozen times in the last eight years, for work and for pleasure. Work first, and then pleasure once I was enchanted by the city’s charms. Here’s a smattering of photos selected only for the light… I have so many more, and so many more stories to share… but that’s for another time.
Even the most mundane things can be magic when you love to travel, like wet streets and traffic a chilly, rainy evening in Aberdeen.
This dogged little doggie on the beach in Aberdeen made me smile.
Aberdeen’s Cruickshank Botanic Garden on the King’s College campus in Old Aberdeen is gorgeous and haiku-inspiring.
This charming Scottish tomcat roams and collects admirers in the tiny town of Footdee, near Aberdeen. I’m one of them.
Admiring the lush countryside in Aberdeen, trying out the Doric language, and hoping I have some Aberdeenshire heritage through my maiden name of Harvell.
I learned in Aberdeen that junk food transforms into “snack food” when you’re tasting another country’s treats.
Digital postcards from Scotland’s Aberdeen, the surprisingly colorful “Granite City”.
Nighttime photos of the ever-changing but never-dark sky in the Scottish summertime.
