Porridge and prayer flags – Telegraph Travel
Introducing the tiny Scottish isle that became a Buddhist retreat
By the time I arrive at Holy Isle, I already feel a world away from hectic modern life. The air is fresh and clean; an oystercatcher forages along the shore where the scraggy hills meet the crystal blue sea.
It has taken 24 hours to get here, starting with seven-and-a-half blissful hours on the train up to Glasgow, decompressing, reading my book and watching the scenery whizz by. After an overnight city pitstop, it’s another hour on the train to Ardrossan on Scotland’s west coast, a ferry to Arran and a short bus ride to Lamlash pier.
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