Getting to Islay is actually rather difficult. Especially if you have to be on the ground dialed into things for work at certain times as I do. So today is spent traveling. Early morning flight out of Gatwick up to Glasgow. I have to say, the security at Gatwick is quite fancy. All automated stuff and facial recognition. Despite that it still takes forever because I get hung up because they think my fancy laser cut, steel comb (Thanks Dad) is a knife. Get through that, short flight up to Glasgow and then an eight hour layover. I spend the day in their “lounge” working before my flight to Islay where I think we spent a total of… 15 minutes actual flight time. This is despite the fact that it’s like a five hour drive. Finally land on Islay, meet my driver for the weekend and head to my hotel the Bridgend Hotel. Which is a cute, no frills B&B more than anything. This place and the petrol station down the way are the only things on this part of tehe island. So I’m grateful when the girl at the desk inform me that they had booked me a table for dinner that night unbidden… because no where else to eat. They have Lagavulin for $5 a glass so I have that and their fresh caught Islay seafood platter which was quite good and included… just about everything before heading to sleep.