The World Just Keeps Getting Bigger and More Manageable.

I'm in Scotland.

I got on the bus last night at 11:30. I sat next to a nice guy from Scotland who met his fiancee working at a summer camp in the States.

I obviously tried to sleep and it obviously didn't work. You should have seen the Scottish countryside at 6 am. It was misty and green and of course beautiful.

Got to the bus station about 8:30. Got the hostel by 9:30. I stopped at a Burger King that advertised free wifi. ::sigh:: always the fast food joints. So I had a "Cumberland sausage butty." I have no idea. It was pretty good though. I was gonna blog then and there but blogger was a restricted website. ::sigh:: thanks, Burger King. You're mostly useless to me.

I checked into my hostel. It's really nice. But I couldn't get into my room until 3 or after. So I grabbed some touristy guides and sat on a comfy couch. And decided to nap. For 2 hours. I even set the alarm on Nick's watch.

Did I tell you that I'd lost it in the JCR one night? I went back the next day and I couldn't find it. I thought, that's it. Gone-dy. Mahatma Gone-dy. Then a few days later an email went out to everyone in college about a "Man's watch found in the JCR last Friday." So I went to the bursary where it was being held and said, "Yeah, I'm here to pick up my watch." She gave me a look. You know. And said, "It's a man's watch." I said, "Yeah. I know. It's mine. The alarm probably goes off every day about 8:17?" Yeah. It's mine. Thank you. I wear a man's watch. So what? It was a gift. Don't look at me like that. You don't know me.

Anyway the nap was much needed and I went off to Edinburgh Castle! It's so awesome! And beautiful! And this whole city is Gorgeous! Absolutely beautiful! It makes London look...whatever. There are places in London that are stunning. But all of Edinburgh is. I definitely went photo crazy. Man.

You know what else? I hate asking strangers to take a photo of me in front of this or doing that. They always manage to cut off half of what's important about the photo i.e. me or the site of interest. Does no one understand?

I think that if I got stranded here and was jobless I'd advertise myself as a professional take an EXCELLENT photo of you in front of (whatever) photographer. You're camera. You're film. My understanding of what you want as a tourist and a pound or two. That way everyone in your group is involved. And you're not risking a terrible photo by a stranger who doesn't care about you. I do care about you. I want you to have a great photo for your stupid scrap book and I want to eat tonight!

I'm going on a haunted tour tonight. ooooOOOOOOooooo. I wish my bro Nick were here. He's been here before and I've been thinkin about him aaaaall day. Can't wait to talk Edinburgh with him when I get back.

Well, my 1 hour of "free" wifi that I got when I purchased a cup of coffee will be up in minutes. I'll post photos when I get the chance.

My life is so freaking great. I just can't even stand it sometimes.