Taking an emergency, last-minute trip to Scotland was never in my plans. Neither was having to say goodbye to my dad. Between late and missed flights, my dad passing away, and a couple individuals going out of their way to make things difficult for me, those were two of the worst weeks of my life.
To be fair, I’m not entirely sure who in my family decided to call me Skye. I’ve had my own story for most of my life, but there…
I’ve just returned to Edinburgh after leaving my dad on a farm in a tiny settlement called Tyrie, on the northern coast of Aberdeenshire. I’m not going to…
It’s been exactly one month since my dad landed in the UK. Since then, he’s been setting up his home base in Scotland and enjoying Edinburgh. It’s been…
While I explore the Alpine village of Tignes, my dad is back in Edinburgh, exploring his old haunt. He’s been working on regaining his British dialect, setting up…