Seeing as how I have probably lost all followers with my month long hiyatus, I doubt I am writing this to many people. But, with the failure to blog, I have no written recordings of what I have been doing & so I am going to try and go back to blogging, even if it is only for my own sake.
As many of you are aware, I just spent the last two weeks on spring break with my father! We went to London/England for a week & spent the last week in Ireland. To cover that much in wone blog is going to have to wait a little bit. Me attempting to do it now wont do any of it justice. So, my game plan is to simply start blogging from when I flew in, and just insert a blog about the last month when I get the chance.
Two months. That is all I have left. The return from spring break marked the halfway point for my study abroad trip. It is kind of depressing if I sit down and think about it. I have JUST got into the swing of things, am just getting really close to the friends I have made here & am already getting depressed with the idea of leaving it all. Everyone said to me, “just watch, youre not going to want to leave when the time comes” & they were SO right. But I am lucky, because I had two weeks of traveling around and through all that chaos, it felt like I wasn’t going to go back to Scotland. As if I had left for good already. So, coming back seems like a second try. Like.. “ok, now you know what it feels like when you really do leave, so its time to make it up and do everything you can!” Thus, Erin & I have a new outlook and mission for the remaining two months: Do it all. We had our test run, now its time to make it everything it should be!
The first day & a half has been a success with that! After being exhausted from travelling and airports & shuttles, we get an invite to a bonfire on the beach next to the old course. Despite being exhausted, we decide that we just HAVE to go. So, we trek it over to meet up with some of our friends. We have no idea where they are, but it becomes pretty easy to find a burning bonfire in the pitch dark beach. Despite the lack of marshmellows, it was a successful bonfire. A few of us then decide to go to one of the local pubs where we get a pint & then eventually head toward the union. I am not going to bore you with the particulars of either of these chill sessions, but it was just GREAT to be in such good company! I’m telling you, these guys are HILARIOUS! & that core group of 8 mixed English, Scottish & American guys has turned into our best friends of St. Andrews (:
During our discussions, I find out that St. Andrews has a pier! Ok, where have I been? It is really a long stone wall of sorts extending into the North Sea. So, obviously we decide to trek over there at 3 in the morning to check it out. We go through the cathedral ruins and along the coast until we finally get there. At the end of the pier are large steps that lead directly to the water. I decide, well we might as well touch the water ! so 6 of us go down the steps & upon reaching the end, me and my good friend nic decide… hell. Lets jump into the North Sea, because.. well.. why NOT jump in at nearly 4am!? So, we strip down (conservatively, thank you very much) and prepare ourselves for the freezing plunge. Personally, I didn’t think it was that terrible. I expected icicles, but it was pretty temperately cold. Nick on the other hand BOLTS out! But, OF COURSE, I come to find that somehow my phone ended up in the water, classical me. I wouldn’t expect anything less from myself.