Loch Ness and Drumnadrochit

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Walking back from Urquhart Castle, a short walk from the town of Drumnadrochit, I passed a man who realized how foreign I was and told me he was the Loch Ness Monster. After a short conversation I realized he was pleasantly developmentally disabled and unfortunately was not a monster. We chatted about some random stuff–he said I was from ‘The City of Beautiful Angels’ after I told him my home is LA–but then his handler stole him away and told him not to speak to strangers. He was quick to confess his monstrous identity. I just wanted his jacket. And of course you must keep in mind that he had a strong Scottish accent.

I’m staying in Hiller??d, a small city north of Copenhagen in a Folk Skole. It’s an collection of one room apartments where American students (10) live with Danish post-high school kids (50) while they’re either beginning at a local college or still looking for what they want to do with themselves. It’s like a massive dorm attached to no school–a pleasant limbo between schools–with a kitchen staff that prepares the best food, fireplaces and tv rooms, and arts and craft basements for the long dark winter days.

Best Sunset yet: Barcelona, on top of Montjuic Castle.