That would be Perth, Scotland, not Australia!

This trip, like every trip to a foreign land before this, I made quite a few friends. It always starts with the person who picks me up from the airport. This time was no exception.

James picked me up and took me to the Gleneagles – a little over an hour drive. After we reached, I invited him to have a drink with me (he stuck to no alcohol due to his driving duties). I learnt so much about Scotland, the people and his family.

It was incredibly encouraging to hear about how he left his dad’s business and started his own business in transportation and built it up one car at a time. In fact, he has his brother also in his business now. He has the cutest 3 year son one can think of.

I could have spent another three hours learning more about Scotland from him. I promised to come back and meet him soon. In fact, I want to see if I can bring Sharmila asap.

The rumors I had heard about the Scottish folks being the nicest of them all… is entirely true!