I had absolutely no idea how to begin the story about Scotland. Should I begin last May when I left my heart in a little village Dornie and Eilean Donan Castle or how I promised myself that I will not go on any other trip before I go back to Scotland. Or perhaps I should begin with how I feel so small and insignificant in the face of such beauty and greatness. Who am I to put into words that history, blood spilt for honour, clans and that magnificent beauty so powerful and raw. Steve says if you want to know people from one country one must first know the…