Day 1 of bus trip...a success?
Started the morning off right by finding my missing earring (graduation present...didn't want to tell you Mom & Gary in case I had a cubic zirconia replacement situation on my hands..). Apparently I was irritated enough in my sleep to take the earring (just the one) out! Fortunately my tricky little subconscious was considerate enough to have me clip it to my pajama shirt. Crisis Averted!
Bus ride went smooth-ish... except for 2 things. The first is an ongoing problem that i've neglected to mention thinking it wasn't worth talking about...but now i'm convinced it's the ghost of Mary Queen of Scots at work. In the time i've been here, I have lost 5 (FIVE!) water bottle caps...2 on the bus, 3 on the street. There's no noise when they dissappear, and even after crawling on my hands and knees, still no sign of the cap(s). It's a conspiracy.Problem 2 involves my low tolerance level for depressants. Alcohol is one... apparently Dramamine is a close second!
We stopped for lunch in the tiniest little tea room ran by a sweet old lady and her daughter in Arbroath, where I had one of the most long, drawn out laughing fits of my entire life. It all started when this poor little lady was running around frantically trying to take the orders of 14 people (probably her quota for the month, actually)...I wanted so badly to help her! As she was walking to the back after finally serving us all, she said "Well, yell a' me if ye' need anythin' else," at which point I finished her sentence with: "I'll jus' be poppin' off into the back to cry for a momen" in perfect Scot...Hannah laughed, which started a chain reaction of tear jerking laughter that I couldn't turn off the rest of lunch. Every time I've thought about it since (on the bus, at dinner...basically every time Hannah and I make eye contact) I break into hysterics. Personally, I blame it on the D-d-d-d-d-dramamine! (Thank you for laughing, Sarah! For all of you other non-R&B aficionados, please refer to Jamie Foxx's poetic ballad entitled, "Blame It"). It's turned me into a bit of a loopy lassie!
Day 1 Pros:
1. Presentation 1 on Religious Imagery of Pictish Relief Sculpture done! Even though I was upstaged by the overly enthusiastic looks-like-he-could-be-a-member-of-Spinal-Tap museum guide.
2. Had my first American meal abroad at Burger King... (first meal with actual meat in it in DAYS...i'm suspicious of the 'slipping haggis in without warning' possibility when dealing with meat). They have a chicken sandwich they call the "Royale With Cheese"... McDonald's you should have thought to copyright. I took a picture like a silly tourist so you all would believe me.
3. Crashed my first wedding at Dunnottar Castle. Ok, not crashed... rather more of a 'peeping Tom' situation... hid in an old dilapidated chapel and stuck my camera through its window at the perfect moment and got a shot of them kissing...tee hee.4. Hot tub at the swanky hotel we're staying at (of course for one night only)...almost made all of the hiking up hills in the cold and the rain worth it....almost...
5. The shower here is even more amazing than at Pollock Halls, if you can believe it. The water pressure is such that it almost blasted my face off. The toilet flushes. I'm in loo heaven. (Considering making a career of traveling the world and reviewing hotel bathrooms...raise your hand high if you think this is a good idea!!!....no takers??)
Cons:1. We have a sociology major (go figure) guy who thinks no one should waste any food and insists we give our leftovers (even bitten off ones) to him or else he lectures really annoyingly. When I didn't finish my burger tonight, he came at me with the "starving kids on this trip" baloney, so I told him I had oral herpes. He said he had them too. I cannot tell you if he was lying or not. I will tell you this: I marched straight to the trash with my leftovers while saying "if you have money for alcohol, you have money to eat." The Scots and their kilted 'balls of steel' are starting to have an effect on me, it seems.
2. Some members of our trip don't believe in showers. Leading by example not working. Need help ASAP.
Headed to Inverness to track down Nessie...I brought a small net, a ziplock baggie, and a coke can. I'm trusting your logic, MacGyver. Pictures coming soon.
Champagne Wishes,
Ashley
P.S. You will all be thrilled to know that I have officially left my short lived gangster rap phase behind me for now. Listening to Kriss-Kross's "Jump" on the bus was the final nail in the coffin. Damien Rice was today's bus listening obsession, and you should all listen to "Cheers Darlin'" and "Rootless Tree" with a quickness, as they are my current favorites. Cheers!
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