When I was eight years old, we took a family trip to the Orkney islands off the north coast of Scotland. I don’t know why we went there particularly, but it was amazing. I almost don’t want to go back because it might break the spell the place has cast over my life.
I was 18 when I did that journey (sans family)
Never been back - despite it being amazing. Not really thought about it before - but I think subconsciously Doug has drawn out my reasoning.