One of those things that could be the greatest experience ever or the most miserable thing that ever existed. It all depends on the attitude. thank goodness I'm around girls who are wonderful and we seem to have a great time where ever we are. We splendidly romped through smelly pubs, cow pastures, Mountains that attacked us with violent wind, and even the back of a temperaturely bipolar bus.
So lets use my extremely negative alter ego to list the bad parts of the Northern tour and then I'll use the actual positive version of myself to show you how it really was.
Monday
- Uncomfortable bus...OR get everyone to lay across one another and result in having some great three hour naps. "assume the position"
- Chatsworth house having scaffolding over the front...OR just make fun of it and by a post card..and then go watch Pride and Prejudice
- WORST HOSTEL/FIRST HOSTEL EVER...(for those of you who don't know what a hostel is it's basically a dorm hotel. big room..tons of bunkbeds. community bathrooms.)..OR take over the musty lounge that smells like a cat died under the carpet and have a great chat till the wee hours of morning while smashbooking
Tuesday
- Hadrians Wall(Bunch of rocks that used to be roman homes) Rain and wind!...OR take funny videos, laugh at each other for buying crappy umbrellas that can't handle the wind, and climb all over the walls like a 9 year old...so glad I didn't have a mom there to tell me to "get down!"
- Edinburgh....COLD...WINDY...DRUNK PEOPLE...OR enjoy a wonderful hike to Arthurs seat and let the wind blow everyone around like a penny in a dryer, and KARAOKE at a pub...I'm sure we were the only ones who were entertained.
Wednesday
- Walk in Edinburgh and get lost....OR get a wonderful guided tour with a little head set around a REAL castel. nbd. See beautiful inspiring art, eat the best muffin this world has ever known, and then sing with a cute Scotish boy.
Thursday
- Ambleside..once again cold, drove for three hours, and the fire alarm kept going off in our hostel....OR go on the most beautiful hike ever, chase around a couple of sheep, terrorize the town by eating at a super nice thai restaurant and looking like we just went on a hike....(which we did) and making ice cream sandwiches out of digestives(they are great..don't judge the name) and cheap ice cream.
Friday
- Who's house is this? Oh..some dead author I don't know about...cool? ...OR find out that William Wordsworth(or woodsworth, wadsworth...whatever we decided to call him when we forgot his name) actually had the greatest life ever, his wife and sister just took care of him while he walked around outside and made a bunch of money writing a poem about dafodils. Go on a great walk while getting soaking wet, Make fun of Megan for looking like she's in a dinosaur costume, and making fun of my coat over backpack approach to keeping dry..making me look like a huntchback wale/Richard III. AND private room in a hotel!
Saturday
- Jon makes us go on a walk to ANOTHER dead authors house..even though we just want to go home....OR pick blue hydrangaes(favorite flower) wonder around a sweet dock by a beautiful lake...sorry about there being a rainbow too, and sloshing around in the mud...or cow pies...still not sure. Then head home! writing a church talk and eating chocolate the whole way.
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Isn't Scotland beautiful!? I loved it. Edinburgh is possibly my favorite place ever, especially the old part of town. I'm soooooo freaking jealous of you!!!
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