After an uneventful journey to Schiphol Airport (let's not mention the case etc), I flew to Inverness in good time. The flight, which took place in the last hour before sunset, afforded me some stunning images of the east coast of the UK. Arrived in Inverness around 4.30, and I found myself freezing outside the terminal building, waiting for a bus into town. It had been snowing, and the roads had not been treated very well. My B&B was a bit further away than I had thought, but I eventually got there. After some 'emergency food' at Mcdonald's, I made it an early night.