Clouds were slowly gliding over the dark blue sky and there was 99% possibility that it was the first sign of a summer storm comming.
For Posy Southwater it was a complete mystery,why their holiday destination place had to be exactly there. Ofcourse,there was an hilarious nature,high level of culture and interesting traditions,but she did not felt quite happy to be here. Seriously they could've go anywhere,like ANYWHERE but Scotland. It was so cold and cloudy here at this time of the year! Plus,it was enormally rainy today.
-Posy,look! There's a sheep flock,right next to the road,- called in a pure lust. Oh,a sheep flock. Georgeous. She had seen sheeps plenty times in her life. And then Posy started to wonder,why these sheeps were so special that Matt just throw his travel bag into the grass and started frantically overlook it by trying to find his camera,just to take a picture of them.
- Found it! This is going to be a perfect holiday picture to show our friends,Pose,- he said,while clicking the camera to take fifty-somewhat photos of these FASCINATING scotland sheeps.
A perfect holiday picture,Posy thought while Matt was overlooking his just taken pictures on his new digital camera,would've been both of them,drinking colourful coctails in front of the ocean at Nica. THAT would've been the picture,wich Posy would LOVE to show-off to their friends. Now she'll have to argue to their friends that there were actually some human beings as well,not just some farm animals and wild nature.
-Isn't this just CUTE,Posy? Oh come on,it can't be that your not glad we're here,- Matt told in his usually over-positive type of the voice.
-Not that I'm not happy to be there,- Posy put up her usual,floppy style smile,- but Im just craving for hot supper and a cell phone,wich would actually work here.
- Dont worry,our hotel is just few miles from here,let's get going,- Matt told and took his bag from the ground. Beautiful. Few more miles of this endless road and she wont give a shit how it'll look like,when she'll just pack her stuff back in suitcases and run back to her slighty boring London girl's life.
-this is it,Pose,- Matt said,putting his bags on the floor,when they finally entered their so-called hotel room,-
-I thought we both decided to get an high-class room,when we'd go on our holidays,- Posy said,in a clear dissapointment.
- Well,this was the best apartament,wich they've got here,- Matt started unpacking his suitcases,-we even have our own shower in the room.
This clearly was not the room she expected it to be. When they were walking in the lobby she had thought - OK from outside it may not look like a posh place but our room,surely,will be just WONDERFUL. As it turned out,Posy was hundred and one percent wrong. Room looked like a messy place,although she was sure that chambermaid had cleaned it up today - this was just how the interior decorations were made like. The bed looked like from deep 80ties,there were no mini-bar,either phone in the room,and walls were either way just renovated or incredibly old,wich Posy did not get it.
Well,at least they got a bed here,that's for a start. Maybe they could even get some sweet love making here,although it was just Posy's tries to be somehow positive about this.
-We should go to the bed,once we'll get packed out,- Matt mentioned,-tomorrow we got to get up at 4 am,if we want to catch the sunrise.
-Beautiful,- Posy murmured under her breathe,- love making has been canceled anyway.
When Matt woke her up,Posy felt incredibly tired as if she have had just some hour sleep.
- wake up love,-he kissed her lighty on forehead,- it's already 4 am,babe.
4 am? Oh yeah,the sunrise thing.
- Do we have to go? I mean,we can watch sunrise some other time,Matt,- Posy tried to sound stubborn but she had doubts that she'd actually sounded a bit despirate,- it's just 4 at the morning! Can't we get some extra sleep?
- Posy come on,you have had 6 hours of healthy sleep,- he started tickling her stomach with his fingertips,that definately was her sensitive spot,- now,get up,we're late already.
Posy lazily opened her eyes,trying her best not to shut them again. She felt terribly exhausted, and home sick. What would've she be doing at London,at this time of the day? For sure,she'd still be sleeping in her extra-comfortable new bed.
But this wasn't London,that's for sure. This was the glorious side of precious Scottland.
