My Perfect Little Trip

Today I decided to be adventurous and leave Glasgow for St. Andrews. I left at about 9:30 am (which I thought was early), took the subway and then got on my bus to St. Andrews. The whole bus ride takes about two and a half hours, but it is a really pretty bus ride. The rolling hills reminded me of The Holiday.

Something very excited happened to me on the bus though. I was reading my book for my history thesis, Leaves from the Journal of Our Life in the Highlands--written by Queen Victoria, and she mentioned meeting the leader of the McDougal clan (That's my great grandmother on my mother's side relatives...possibly!). My ancestors might have met one of my heroes! That's too much! But it's kind of funny because I am arguing that clans were an "invented tradition" and that Queen Victoria had a very Romanticized view of the Highlanders. Oh well, it's still pretty cool.

St. Andrews

When I finally got to St. Andrews it was about one, but I didn't even want to get lunch because I wanted to see the place where William and Kate met! So obviously my first trip was to the St. Salvatores side of campus.The college is kind of spread out across the town. The college is made out of pretty English stone.

I'm finally at the University!

It's so pretty

Kate's studied art history, so I am guessing this is the building where she studied it!

Where Prince William would have studied geography

Tourist Trap! 

I got coffee anyway :D

Then I decided to go to St. Andrews Castle and St. Andrews Cathedral, both of which are in ruins. They were near the sea and they were gorgeous.

The Castle

The Cathedral

I told you I'd take pictures mom!

For the second half of my day I just walked around the town. It's pretty tiny and easily walkable. And yes, I did go to the coffee shop that claimed that William and Kate grabbed coffee there (I know it's a tourist trap but who cares!). And yes, I also spent way too much money at the St. Andrews bookstore. But I also walked around and shopped a bit. They had the cutest shops, if only we had a better conversion rate!


Then I grabbed some food (because beside that pumpkin spiced lattee I drank, I didn't stop to eat all day!) and ran to the bus, because I was really anxious about catching my bus (when I shouldn't have been). It was the best trip. Even though it would have been fun to have another person with me, I felt so independent and could do whatever I wanted.

                       What traveling alone in Scotland reminded me of, minus Gerard Butler. Can I have him?

Side note: Does anyone want to move to St. Andrews with me? It is such a beautiful seaside town! When I was walking through town I saw a school I could teach at. I don't know what it is about Scotland in general that I love so much. What if I like it because I know I will probably never live here again? But I do have some strange romantic (kind of like Queen Victoria) attachment it. So seriously who wants to move with me?

The bus ride coming back seemed like a lot longer than the bus ride going there. Probably because it was dark by four, so I didn't have the beautiful scenery to keep me occupied. It was about eight when I got back to the flat. It was good to see all my friends and chat about our days. I missed that. All in all it was an awesome day. I mean, it was a day devoted to Will and Kate, which sounds like the perfect day to me.

Live While We're Young

Live While We're Young

Friday I was so tired after all of my traveling and I woke up at about 12 (That's late for me!). Then some of the guys in the flat had a football game. Them and some of their friends are in a recreational football league here. I think that is so cool because it is just so British! Julie, Eve, and I took a walk to Iceland to get food for my stay here. Then we kind of just chilled. But those are the best kind of days!

That night my flatmates had some people over and it was great to see other people that I hadn't seen in a while. It was a little get together, but it was fun. Flat parties were always my favorite things in Glasgow. Then, we went to Cheesy Pop at the QMU. Now, it's called "Snap, crackle, pop" but apparently it never caught on (Thank God--it's a mouthful!) First, we went to one of the bars. They had a kareoke machine and Lily's boyfriend sang a song to her, which was really cute. Then we went down to cheesy pop. It was a lot of fun. I forgot about John and Calum's awesome dance moves. We got home around three.

That was the same night as the helicopter crash in Glasgow. Bram and I saw a news report on it, but it didn't look like anybody was hurt so we weren't to worried. We were wrong. Many people's parents, including my mom, were trying to get in touch with there children to make sure they were ok. Even my brother and my aunt checked on me. In my defense, the pub was not near the University so I was not affected by it. Now I know how much of a tragedy it was. My heart goes out to all of the family and friends that lost a loved one. I am so thankful that my family checked on me. Family truly is everything.

My Mom told me I needed to get pictures of myself on this trip. So for my mom

The next day was fun. Cal and I grabbed coffee in the afternoon. It was nice to catch up with him. It was also fun to go to Costa Coffee again. Then we took a little walk and went to the University bookstore. In the evening Cal and I went to the Christmas market where there is tons of food. First we ran to Primark to get a few things for secret Santa. I also got Jackson and my sister a Christmas sweater. The Christmas fair was fun! I got Tikka Masala and Cal got this amazing strawberry waffle. While we were out, we ran into one of Cal's friends and her sister. It was nice catching up with them.

Later that night Cal, Bram, John and I went to their friend's birthday party. I was worried   I would feel like I was imposing but it was fun. The apartment looked like it should belong to Harry and Ron or something. It was cute, quaint, and very British. After the party we got the typical British late night snack, chips. I missed chips and curry so much!

Glasgow Cathedral

The Necropolis 

View of Glasgow from the Necropolis

Sunday I went to the city center to see the Glasgow Cathedral and the Necropolis. They were pretty cool but since I was alone, I didn't spend much time there. Afterwords, a couple of friends and I went out for coffee. Or I should say that we tried to. Every place was closed because it was a sunday! We ended up taking out from Starbucks. Then we came back and had a movie night. We watched The Vow. It was a good night and a great weekend.

Feels Like Home to Me.

I'm finally back in Glasgow! These last two days have been a whirlwind.

I left for Glasgow around four in the afternoon Dallas time. I was sad to say goodbye to my mom and worried to fly eight hours, but once I got walked onto the plane, I realized everything would be ok. You see, I was in business class. Therefore I got my own TV, my chair folded out into a bed, and I practically got waited on for the duration of the flight. It's amazing what a little airline miles can do for you.

Heathrow was chaotic, maybe because it was Thanksgiving, even though it is an American holiday. I was surprised how easy customs was. I couldn't believe that in a few short hours I would actually be in Glasgow! My short connecting flight took no time at all. But it took me a while to locate my bags and get situated before I could go see my friends. I wasn't sure if anybody was going to be home so I went where every American would go to relax and get on the internet, Starbucks. I went to order my drink but the lady behind the counter said something I couldn't understand. I asked her to repeat the question and she smiled and said "Would you like whipped cream on it", in a smile like, oh that's right, you are a silly American and cannot understand us. No! I just haven't been here for a year and my Scottish is rusty :). So I sat down to eat but it turned out that my friends were waiting for me and that I should hurry up and get there! But I was so nervous. Would I feel like a fish out of water here? Would it be like I never left?

So I hopped in the cab and went on my way. The cab driver asked me why I was visiting Glasgow. I told him that I had study abroad at the University of Glasgow and that I was coming back to see friends. He then said "So last year you came to study and this year you came to party". I guess so but I like to think that there is more to seeing my friends than just that.

 It is amazing what one cab drive can do for you. Glasgow was just how I remembered it. It was just like going to Denver (except its Glasgow). We found the flat and I got out of the cab and rang the bell as fast as I could. Cal, Julie, and Gordon greeted me at the door. It was like I had never left. It was so surreal to actually be with them rather than see them on skype.

First up was a tour of the flat. It really is the cutest little flat I have ever seen and it's so beautiful (All this is coming from an American. Perhaps British people think differently). It's so big and the architecture is so gorgeous. I feel like I am in a Bridget Jones book or something. Everyone has their own room (which is twice the size of my room in Colorado) plus a kitchen and a living room (where I am currently staying). It really is amazing.

After the tour we all caught up and then I took a little nap because I was so tired from the flight. Then I went to Cal's room to see what everyone was up to and Eve surprised me! It was so cute. She was all dressed up in America attire too. It was the best surprise.

Sense it was Thanksgiving we decided that we should have our own Thanksgiving. So at five at night we made our little trip to Tesco. It was nice to get out of the flat and see Glasgow again. Their flat is so close to everything I loved about Scotland (it's close to gym, to the University, to Tesco). I didn't think we could find all of what we needed but we did!

Julie and Eve did most of the cooking. The food was great. We started with Julie's awesome soup and a lot of bread and butter. Then we had Turkey, stuffing, vegetables, and mashed potatoes, and cider to drink. Stewart and Sorcha also stopped by to say hi. It was so good to see them! After Thanksgiving we played charades. Again, I felt like I was in a Bridget Jones book. It was so much fun. The game worked like this: Your team could chose a category to act out. If your team guessed the right answer then you got a point and were done with that category. However the other team could stop you from getting the right answer by answering before you did. Our teams were boys versus girls. We got down to one category each and the game went on forever. Finally it was my turn again and we won! We then took a little pie break and played again. This time the game was much shorter.

A British Thanksgiving

After the game I gave everyone the presents my sister wanted to give them. The all loved the Texas things she picked out. We also spent a little bit of time trying all the American candy (Razzles and War heads). Then we made my beautiful bed, two sofas pushed together. It is extremely comfortable. Then we called it a night.

The Bro Couple trying out my new bed 

My humble Abode

It was the best first day back I could've asked for. Although things are a little different, it still feels like home. Now on to today's adventures

Return to Neverland

I cannot believe this day is happening! Tomorrow, I fly back to my beloved Scotland! I am hyperventilating!

I feel even more nervous than I was last year and that makes no sense! Last time I  was gone for three and a half months and I didn't even want to come back so soon and this time I am only going to be gone for one and a half weeks. That is no time at all. This time, I am also going back to people that I know and could could very well call family when before I had no idea what I was getting into.

I think part of it is that it's hard to come home from school to family and then to ship off to another country. Coming home makes it a lot harder to say goodbye to my family. Granted, I won't be missing too much and I will have about a month to spend with them. Also, my family will have a much better time in the mountains without all my moaning and groaning about how much I don't want to be there.

Part of it is also how easy this trip seems to be (knock on wood). Last year, it was such a big deal to go abroad. I was the little American that was over prepared. The United Kingdom was kind of a fairy tale land that I had never had enough time to spend in before. Now, I am packing the night before and my passport is this little nagging thing that I need to travel.

I guess the truth is that it will be different this time. But that is good. I want to go back to visit friends and not have to worry about school, right? It's just all so strange. I guess before I went abroad, I never envisioned myself coming back to visit. But the truth is, I left I piece of my heart in Glasgow. I might be nervous about the journey ahead but I know that once I get to Scotland, it will feel like I never left.

Seriously cannot wait to see these lovely people again!

My theme song for this trip

Never Alone

I am scared to write on my study abroad blog because I am not actually abroad right now. However, about a year ago today I went on the most exciting adventure of my life. Now two of my sorority sisters are starting their adventures abroad in Glasgow and I couldn't be happier for them. But in a way, my heart aches because I am not in my "happy place".

A year after I went abroad, I was afraid that Glasgow might be a distant memory, but its not. I still miss it as much as that day that I cried all the way to the airport because I was saying goodbye to my family. As cheesy as it sounds the sunset at Ben Nevis, the boat ride at Lochness, the endless tours of BEAUTIFUL castles, the touristy streets of Edinburgh, the royalness of London, the huge lecture halls, the little Italian Cafe, the huge hill hike to Murano are all alive in my heart. None of it has left me.

But none of these memories are as important as the memories I have with my wonderful friends I met. First off, I gained so many new friends from DU. Although I did not spend nearly enough time with them when I was there, I am so glad that I have a whole new year with them. To my Glasgow friends, I miss you all terribly. Each one of you are the greatest friends I could have ever asked for. Each one of you impacted my life in some way and I thank you so much for that. Even though I left you a little bit less than a year ago, you are still some of my best friends. YOU ARE MY GREATEST MEMORY ABROAD and I want you all to know that. Don't get me wrong, I am thankful for the other stuff too (especially my tours of UK castles) but none of them can compare to you. I just wanted to show you that even though its been a year, I still think of you every day. Even though we are an ocean apart, I know with you I am never alone.