A month after our wedding, once everything settled down, we went for a long weekend on the isle of Arran. We keep returning to this special place. There’s something about it that is hard to explain. The air is different. It’s so close from home but it feels like the end of the world. It’s raw and wild and still spared by mass tourism (specially in February). It’s a magical island where we sometimes wish we could live, away from everything, closer to nature.