First night in Scotland, we went to the iconic Horseshoe Tavern in Glasgow (the oldest in the city, so they say). And we were less than a pint of Tennent’s in when a group of Scottish men introduced themselves and spent a bunch of time joking around with us and chatting.

They even bought our next round to welcome us to the country!

Pretty great first night and definitely a celebration for Sebas and I, made that much more robust by some of my first Scottish “friends” πŸ™‚

Before we parted ways I asked for a photo and they all obliged willingly. While trying to negotiate how best to get five of us in I looked up and realized the answer was staring right back at us…!

(Props to our photo bomber there! πŸ˜‰ )

Talk to me, yo!