It's true, for those of you who watched Braveheart with me last year, you know all it takes is a couple of green mountains claiming to be highlands and some distant sad pipes to make me a sobbing mess. Miss Sophie reminded me that really all Scots have that same appeal. I went to Scotland this past weekend to visit Sophie and Richard, our lovely study abroad students from Glasgow Uni. Richard unfortunately had to go flat hunting in York- which is an awesome place and I'm quite excited for him to finish school there. But anyway-I'll be back at the end of August and hopefully Richard and Teresa will come visit here.
Anyway, the trip was lovely, just Sophie and I hanging out in the West End- both the best part of Glasgow and where she lives, conveniently. It really was a fabulously low key weekend- something I think we both needed. It was also lovely, in reflection, to get to know Sophie as I realized we sort of never really hung out just the two of us back in the states. So all in all- it was a great weekend away. I am quite sad that Richard and Scott couldn't be around, but Sophie's flatmates are wonderfully witty, sarcastic, sweet bohemians, which was wonderful to meet them.
Sorry this post is quite short, but I'm trying to do about 15 other things in order to prepare for my first day of adulthood- first full day of work that is. Not training. Which starts tomorrow-- aggghhh. I will be writing about work so don't fret. Also photos from my trip to wales will be up soon. Promise.
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