Trip to Scotland

Getting There

In July of 2007 we set off on an adventure to Scotland.

After countless hours of research, I felt that the plans were finalized enough to embark on the journey of a lifetime for us. We had looked at several travel agent's plans, but none visited the places that were mandatory on my list of things to do and most were terribly expensive.

Why Scotland?
Paul's great-great grandfather, Andrew Dixon Bryce came from Scotland, he settled a farm on Bryce Road about two miles from where we live now. His son, Fred Bryce ran the farm where we live. His son Harold Bryce ran it until his daughter Loretta (Bryce) VanSlyke and her husband Lee took it over. Paul is their son and we still live on the farm today.

So . . .on July 20th we gathered our courage and drove to Newark Airport, a trip of approximately 175 miles. The picture at right is us as we are preparing to get in the car to leave. We left early to allow plenty of time for checking in at the airport. The websites all advised leaving around three hours to check in but we were through check-in within a few minutes, then waited around for our flight. . . and waited, and waited. . .

Flying for the first time was very exciting for me!
We took off around 11:00 pm but who could sleep? Just PC! He put his tray down and slept with his head on that. Kjersti said it was from all that practice sleeping in school.

It was exciting watching the little monitor that gave the information about the ground speed - we watched it climb from 405 mph to 639 mph at an altitude of 32,498 feet - WOW!
Only 3389 miles to go to get to Scotland.

We made it! We're really in Scotland!

Next page - Our Stay in Edinburgh.