Clément M.

The roads in and around Sutherland are not well traveled at this time of year even at the busiest of times. They are even less so into the evening, and are almost completely deserted at night. Gloria had urged me to stay until tomorrow morning and leave by day, but I had already started to feel restless after spending two weeks in that cramped and draughty bed and breakfast room and so had stubbornly decided that I would head straight back towards Glasgow at the first possible opportunity. This part of Scotland is not exactly a tourist hotspot, and as…

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