The Highland Fling

by Meghan Quinn

This six-month endeavor has done nothing but make me realize how extremely horny I am, because instead of enjoying this country’s beautiful culture, all I can think about is lifting up every kilt that crosses my path and checking for underwear.

“So you’re dead serious? You want to move to Scotland for six months and run a coffee shop, even though we know nothing about coffee.”

An actual dream 😍

Damn those big blue eyes staring back at me.

I think I might have met my match—and she’s wrapped up in a tiny, feisty, all-American package.

“The Hairy Coo Footpath?” I ask. What an adorable name.

“No one tell you about the hairy coos? They’re our Highland cattle. They roam about the grasslands. Cute fellas, if you ask me.

The cutest coos 😩 I want to go back !!

I’m obsessed with Scotland.

I felt this in my bones