A drowsy Celtic town. Time stands still. If it wasn't for the expectant crowd clustering alongside the road wriggling uphill, by no means would you say a major event that year by year stirs emotions beyond reckoning is about to kick off in a matter of seconds. And when this overwhelming silence suddenly turns into a spine-tingling spectacle of roaring engines, screeching brakes and burning tires in leading roles, you know you're on Isle of Man and the legendary Tourist Trophy is going to occupy everybody's mind long after the last participant whizzes across the finishing line.
If you're not lucky to be around in June, the pocket-size island packs a whooping variety of attractions beside the TT race. Victorian railways still in running order, ancient fortresses, and shipwrecks resting in the depths of the Irish Sea beckon for exploration, and opportunities for all kinds of water related endeavors abound. The island claims some truly spectacular scenery with the sheer elegance of juicy green cliffs, fields teeming with orchids, golden strands of coastal retreats, and a number of tiny islets floating within easy reach. One of them, Calf of Man, is no doubt a must-see, unless you find awesome views, the world's largest density of lighthouses and splendid bird watching facilities of little appeal.
There's a sense of a legend felt in the air. Breath it in, savor the folklore, listen out for Moddey Dhoo barking in the Peel Castle and leave a coin on the side of the Fairy Bridge as a token of good faith. Isle of Man is an adorable place. Ask anyone who's been there in June and they'll be at a loss for words. And if you, as a rule, never take people's opinions for granted, you know what to do. Have a good flight.