Save your ammunition for somebody else, I'm all second chances.

I'm a new person.

I wasn't going to blog tonight but what the hell. I'm so full of life right now that I don't think I could keep it in if I tried. Scotland was the most beautiful place I have ever been in my life. It is hands down my favorite place and I would do anything to go back there. I think that I could be content just laying in the grass and staring at the amazingly blue sky. I have never seen anything quite so pretty and breathtaking as the sky. I want to go back there.

I have never been an outdoors person. If you know me well you know that I have not always had a pleasant relationship with bugs in the past. It's been rocky and while I still am not a huge fan of them sitting on me, I'm okay with them being alive. I think it is a major improvement. Applause welcome at this point. Recently I've been on a nature kick because well, what better way to feel alive than to appreciate the world? In Scotland some major appreciating was going on.

We rode a train 4 hours up to Edinburgh ( http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?hl=en&resnum=0&q=Edinburgh,+Midlothian,+UK&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=X&oi=geocode_result&resnum=1&ct=image ) and it was the first time I caught a glimpse of the sky. It was at that moment I knew that I would love the country. It was sort of like being put down in the middle of a less crappy version of the Sound of Music (without the Nazis but plus a think Gaelic accent). As we exited the train we caught our first glimpse of the city which was a unique mix of modern buildings, 400 year old churches, and 600 year old castles. Talk about a history nerd's dream.

We made our way out of the city via taxi to our hostel which was very interesting. I shared a room with Lydia, Kimmy, and Katie which consisted of four pods of sorts. It was not for the claustrophobic. The pods were actually pretty sweet since they had little curtains and lights; it was sort of like having a secret fort at overnight camp. The showers were also fantastic since they actually had water pressure and gave a nice little back massage at the end of a long day.

Anyway, we went back downtown on a double decker bus which was hilarious. It never gets old to watch in horror as the bus nearly mows down parked cars and pedestrians alike. Such an experience. Some people even had to go down to the first level because they almost puked. haha oh bus rides in England. Always an adventure.

More later. I suck at blogging. Comment away about my lack of literary skills.