bagpipes in the wind

so yesterday lydia and i decided to go find the oldest pub in scotland, which is about a mile and a half away from our dorms on the other side of that huge mountain (Arthur's Seat) that sits behind our dorm complex. It was probably one of the windiest days I have ever experienced, but we didnt really realize that until after we had started to walk... Anyway as we trekked towards this pub we were walking on a cliff of sorts and all of the sudden, someone down below us in a little tunnel/enclosure area started practicing the bagpipes. That definitely qualified as one of the most beautiful moments of my life.