Previously, in Part 2, we made our way across Isle of Mull, from Craignure to Fionnphort. Then, we took a short ferry and arrived on Iona and we were greeted by amazing weather and spectacular scenery. Exploring the island took us the whole day and due to your favorite blogger’s numptyness for not wearing appropriate footwear, although sad to wave good bye to this extraordinary place, we were glad we caught the last ferry back to Mull, where our accommodation was for the night.
Previously, in Part 1, our journey took us from an early morning in Glasgow, across some wonderful roads, all the way to Oban. From there, we jumped on one of the most scenic ferry rides ever and at about 10am we touched down in Craignure, on the east side of Isle of Mull.
There is something different about being on an island. All of a sudden, you can’t help but feel like you are cut off from the rest of world. It is a strange yet exciting feeling of being on foreign land, uncannily similar to the normal surroundings on mainland. Architecture is almost non existent and instead, you are surrounded by hills and forests for as far as the eye can see. Cars and people become far scarcer and you are left feeling like a colossal stone was just lifted off your heart. You breathe in, relax and enjoy the view!
It’s half way through a busy day at the office. You are trying to prepare the accounts for the boss while twenty other distractions are coming your way. Your phone is ringing, the office phone is ringing, emails keep piling up and when you think you are ahead of things they just keep on coming. While there is nothing I like more than diving into work and being productive, sometimes a little getaway is required to clear one’s mind!