I loved just listening to the Scottish people talk; listening to their occasionally incomprehensible accents and their never-ending supply of wonderful tales was mesmerizing. I enjoyed the relaxed lifestyle and kind, fun-loving nature of the Scottish people. I adored the openness and unity in Scotland, and especially how I had to wait for pedestrians to get out of my way at the 1st and 18th holes of The Old Course before taking my next shot. I trembled on the edge of my seat while driving through little Scottish country towns, marked by their beauty and their simplicity, on a tiny road where certain accident seemed to await us at every turn. I was shocked that we, and our rental car, came back in one piece. However, of all of my memorable