We are all hanging out and waking up in Inverness. The distillery, yesterday, was pretty impressive with all of the history, but we werent' allowed to take pictures of any of the equipment. Apparently a large French company owns them now; they also own a bunch of other distilleries. They have one barrel of 50 year old whisky which they are going to bottle soon. We finally got to see some traditional scottish folk music last night in Inverness. The picture above is of one of the two guitarists in the group. We were sitting at a table right next to them, so we got front row seats. Scott was walking into the bathroom and the old guitarist (this was before we knew he was part of the band) was hobbling out with a cane in each hand and told Scott he better wait five minutes. It was pretty funny, because Scott came back to the table and told us this story about some old guy in the bathroom, then we all pointed to the guitarist sitting down right behind Scott and, of course, that was the same old guy. So, today we might just hang out in town or go to Loch Ness, depends on what the trio wants to do. Write more later.