We didn't have power in my apartment for the two days before I was leaving for Scotland, which made packing an interesting adventure. Our school eventually took pity on us and put up in a bed and breakfast on the second night. This meant I had to carry my bags for a full day of school and a weekend trip to Scotland around...oh joy. Thursday we had Layers of Rome, Italian, and then a 4 hour shooting of our project on Coffee- and had to go straight to the airport from there.
We finally landed in Prestwick around midnight and took a taxi to a close hotel. It was really nice, and people were so polite. It's always comforting to be in an English speaking country. We woke up fairly early the next morning and took a train to Glasgow. OUr hostel was in a great location right by the Clyde river. We ended up doing some shopping- ouch on my bank account, but had a good time. We got all ready to go out and started at the hostel bar-and never left. It def was a good night from what I can remember.
The next day we slept in a bit, and took a train to Edinburgh. Our hostel was right next to the castle, which was a really cool thing to look out the window while in bed. We dropped off our stuff and went inside the castle complex. There was so much more there than i expected- a war prison, chapels, crown jewels, war memorials, dog cemetery, and just really cool architecture. We took a ton of pictures. We were soo tired, we ended up not going out too late Saturday night.
Sunday we got up around 630 to catch the bus for a day trip to Loch Ness and around the highlands. It was such a great idea- I'm really happy we did it. We made some stops in smaller towns and got to see some amazing landscape. GlenCoe may be the most beautiful place I have ever seen. The hills and creeks look like a movie. We met a highland cow, called harry coos there, named Hamich. He was huge and very friendly. He ate squash and celery from out hands. We took a boat cruise around Loch Ness and stopped at a small waterfall on the way back. We went out to dinner and met some American military guys at the restaurant and hung out with them for awhile. Since our flight was at 6AM we decided to pull an all nighter- rather then sleep for a few hours and get up. We went to a bar and then a dingy/dirty club- but it was an experience. They were playing oldies rock music and fists were pumping so all in all a good time. We missed the bus we were supposed to take to the airport, but caught the next one. We ended up cutting it pretty close-but we made it so no worries. I had to rush to make it class on time because our airport bus took forever. Whilst walking away from the train station, on a sidewalk mind you, i was hit by a car. HIT BY A CAR ON THE SIDEWALK- that was my rude awaking that I wasn't in Scotland anymore but back in Rome, Italy.
I really loved Scotland and want to go back and spend a significant amount of time there.
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