Edinburgh

"You say that like such an American Ed-IN-Bor-OUGH"
"Well I've said it a million different ways and each time I'm looked at funny, so I've started to not give a shit."
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Such was the beginning of my work week. After getting lost on the way to work because I couldn't see out of my contacts. This week has just been GRAND so far. And it's only Tuesday, I know it's just going to get worse.

Edinburgh was ridiculous. It was beautiful--much prettier and more historic looking than Belfast--and it was very European. A much different feel than Belfast, I'm not sure which I liked better. The people were nicer, albeit harder to understand, but it seemed tame compared to Belfast. Everything here feels so volatile and Edinburgh was much more laid back.

The weekend was exhausting. After traveling for about 7 hours by bus, ferry, bus, bus, and foot, we ate dinner and sat around for awhile before heading to Becky's to drink and hang out while waiting for Ariel. When Ariel arrived we drank some more and decided to go out to a club. It was the most fun I'd had in a while. The men in Edinburgh were much more interested in Ariel and I than the men here seem to be, and the guys we danced with were all pretty respecful and the one I got was actually a good dancer. The music was AWESOME. Unbelievable, actually. Nothing I would have danced to in the states, but everything I would listen to. We got home at about 5am and went to bed pretty soon after that. I think I woke up at 945 or 10 and Ariel and I went to get coffee.

After Hannah woke up we went and got some (cheap) lunch. Then we went to do some sightseeing/shopping and I bought the jeans I've been lusting after for 2 weeks. I was so tired and feeling completely run down, so we headed back to take a nap.

Haggis and mashed potatoes were in our future for dinner, so I rested up and prepared my stomach. Honestly, the way I was feeling told me not to do any drinking, but I knew it was in the cards. It doesn't really seem like they do much else in the UK.

Dinner was great, we drank too much, almost killed a girl while in line for the club, got in, hated the club, wanted to go home and sent a few desperate text messages as I was just about to black out from drinking so much. Then I got into a shouting match with a bouncer and we all went home in terrible moods. I'm glad I didn't end up losing anything, because I was so drunk that I wouldn't have even known I'd lost it.

I woke up early again on Sunday because, apparently, my body hates me and sleep. The ride home was a blur because I took dramamine and it knocked me the fuck out. Class yesterday was also a blur because I think my brain was in sleep mode. Or maybe I just killed one too many brain cells over the weekend.

All in all, Scotland was lovely. I would have liked to experience more of it, but I don't think I could have taken one more day of the events we took part of. I also don't think I'll be drinking that much again for a very long time. I didn't even get sick, I just didn't remember a good chunk of my weekend away.

It was good to see Hannah and make a new friend in Becky. It was also nice to try new things and experience Scotland in a way that most tourists don't. I do wish we could have seen more, but due to the weather and lack of sleep, none of us were really up to it on Saturday and we didn't have another day for it.

Okay, back to work for now. ha.