A gentle rain, not uncommon in this part (or any part) of England. A quiet walk in the woods and everywhere you look green and yellow bursting from the ground.
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I love Scotland. I really do. They hate you so much you have to love them. In minutes they decide weather you are worth thier time, thier riducule, or thier disdaine. The thing is, they really want to like you. You just need to give them a reason.
Rain…so much rain. We had a day to spend in Versailles, a rainy, rainy day. Everyone was inside, because of the rain. So we explored the amazing gardens and watched the fountains.