"When the British Open is in Scotland, there is something special about it. And when it's at St. Andrews it's even greater."
If you know what the game of golf is, you most likely know that it originated in Scotland and may even know that the oldest course in the world is located in St. Andrews, a small, quaint little town on the coast about an hour and a half south of Aberdeen. It doesn't take a golfer or even a golf fan to appreciate the beauty that is the Old Course. People wait for years and years and travel from far, far away to play this course or just to visit. The feeling you get when you look out upon the 18th hole is kind of indescribable. To think of the thousands of golfers that have walked that course since the 1400's...yes folks, over 600 years. And to think of all your favorite players who have stood on that very famous Swilcan bridge spanning the first and 18th holes.
And what makes St. Andrews even more special is that it is also the home of everyone’s favorite real life fairy tale. Will and Kate both attended St. Andrews University, chatted over coffee at North Point and probably admired the St. Andrews Cathedral while sharing an ice cream from the famous B. Janettas.
Our fun for the day did not stop there. We had a dinner date with Ryan at Lairhillock, a cozy restaurant that serves up yummy Scottish fare and the best Sticky Toffee Pudding around. I couldn't let Kasey leave Scotland without trying STP. But, before we met Ryan, we had to take advantage of the absolutely gorgeous day and stop to get pictures in front of Dunnottar Castle. Stonehaven and Dunnottar Castle was on the agenda for Friday but I knew the weather wouldn't be as perfect as it was at that moment (and I was right) so instead we squeezed this gem in before dinner and left Friday wide open to rest and regroup before Gerald's Golden Birthday Party and Saturday's activities with the Queen.
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