“I’ll have a Scotch, please,” my husband Carl told the young female bartender at the cozy Craignure Inn pub on the Isle of Mull. “Sir, you are in Scotland,” she admonished with a smile. “To you it’s ...

The melancholic notes of “The Iona Boat Song” played in my head as we approached the harbor. According to tradition, the monks sang it as they rowed the body of the Scottish king to its final resting ...

Avoiding IC reclassificationA well-structured IC program can probably pass muster in every state as well as under federal rules. Can travel advisors defy economic gravity?It's impossible to make sense ...