Well, it has nearly been a month since my last post, so evidently I have been having some fun times!
Since last I spoke, many a things have been happening: 8.5hr bus rides to Guildford, pub crawls, essays, cooking, Football matches, Ruby Matches, Streakers, Taco Tuesdays, Tequila Tuesdays, even Pancake Tuesdays....oh, and a little bit of uni as well. It's been a crazy, fun filled, tiring and altogether wonderful experience so far.
Every two weeks Nat (that's my boyfriend for all those reading at home) and I travel to see each other, it's so convenient that he lives in the UK at the moment, But since visiting him last, i have vowed to NEVER do another 8.5hr bus trip again!!! I was so happy to find a window seat on the bus, so I could rest my head on the window and fall asleep (it was during the night) but as the bus engine started to warm up, I soon realised my seat was on top of the engine vent. GAHHH SOOOO HOT ALL NIGHT!! I swear that is a statement i never thought i would say in Scotland! Basically: if you intend on travelling to Guildford from Glasgow I give you this warning: STAY AWAY FROM THE BUSES, YOU QUITE LITERALLY FEEL LIKE YOU'RE IN HELL!!
There is one thing I have yet to write about on this blog, and that's introduce my flat mates (hopefully they're ok with me posting about them....and very awkward if they aren't....)
I live with three girls, Laura (Canadian), Maddy (Aussie), and Christina (Aussie). They are all great to live with. When i moved in, I was so worried that i'd either have nothing in common with my flat mates, or that they were crazy and going to kill me in my sleep...I less prefer the later, but beggars can't be choosers...
I'm so lucky to have 3 girls with similar interests and cleanliness levels, and we all get along, which is always a good sign.
This leads me onto my next point of TACO TUESDAYS!!! A day invented by Laura, who also does this with her house mates in Canada.
(This day is also referred to as Tequila Tuesdays, and Pancakes Tuesdays as we always seem to have either one of these at 11:30pm that night...) If you haven't had some sort of Mexican food at least once a week for the past 5 weeks in a row, you're missing out! Like, seriously.....
This last weekend has been CRAZY! pub crawl Friday, Celtic's football match Saturday, and Scotland vs France in the Rugby in Edinburgh today. It was our own little boys weekend, and it was great!! The pub crawl was a little bit of let down. expensive beers and crowded pubs didn't help the atmosphere either. Although the night continued into the wee hours of the morning back at our flat where we turning to making not just one but 3 pizzas and consumed all three between 3 females. (see what Glasgow does to you!?)
The football yesterday was great fun, but truly no comparison to the Rugby today. After an hour bus trip to get to Edinburgh and a 4hour wait till the game, It was definitely be an experience that i shall carry to my grave. Having crazy French men waving flags in your face while they walk down the street with chicken hats on and singing songs, to a man streaking on the field during the match. Waving my giant Scotland flag in the sky whilst the crowed screamed and cheered was one of the best memories that I can share with you all.
Before i came, my sisters boyfriend told me that Edinburgh was a place very close to his heart, and now I know why.
After the match I needed to get home, having an essay due on Thursday which i haven't even started, I though the best idea would just be to get back home and start it off (it is now midnight, and i still haven't started it....). Laura and myself walked back to the bus station (a good 40min walk from the field), i went to the desk to change my ticket time as i was suppose to leave at 9:30pm. The man told me that it would cost 5.80pound to change my ticket, even though the ticket only cost 5.45pound in the first place. As he was telling me this the bus driver came around and started talking to me about the rugby match, and whether out of pity because we lost, or my girlish charm, he let me change my ticket for free. (I'm going to assume it was out of pity as on a scale of 1-10, my girlish charm is possibly below 0....)
I'm now back in my flat, with my giant Scottish flag pinned above my bed head. At this moment i feel so glad and so blessed that i had the opportunity to be here.
