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Here is a mini recap of my Scotland trip. Enjoy.


Day 1



Tamara and I arrived at the hostel first, waiting for Triet. We explored the hostel and realized that there was a fuckin' sea/bay behind the hostel, so we went for a walk. The weather was amazing. (I also spotted a very small and stumpy Scottish lady who made me laugh out loud). After the waterside walk, we met up with Triet and decided to catch the shuttle to the city centre of Edinburgh. Edinburgh has a lot of random tours and we wanted to take one of the many 'Ghost' tours. These Ghost tours are supposedly really well done. However, we couldn't find the tourguides and didn't want to settle for some other lame tour. We ended up walking around the city late at night, trying to find a place to hang out. We walked around and found this pub called Dirty Dicks. I think we went inside because the name was funny, but the pub turned out to be really nice. The inside had amazing decorations and the atmosphere was very chill. We were the youngest in there and definitely stood out, but we didn't care. I had some scottish beer and scottish whiskey (Jura). After chillin' at Dirty Dick's for a bit, we decided it was late and we should start heading back. Originally, the late night bus was going to be our transporation back home, but the bus wasn't going to be coming for another hour, so we desperately hailed over a taxi and paid a buttload to go back to the hostel.

Day 2



Woke up late. Ate some breakfast. Missed our shuttle, so we killed some time by playing pool and playing the UK version of 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?'. We lost horribly. Then we spent the rest of the day in the Citay. Edinburgh castle was the main attraction. The entrance fee was 11quid (pounds), which drained my wallet dramatically, since I'm broke as a joke. However, we had fun exploring the castle. We humped the cannons, shouted crazy things, took a lot of pictures and made up a lot of inside jokes. After the castle, we hit a tour of the underground vaults of Edinburgh. I really enjoyed this tour because it taught me a brief history of Edinburgh back in the day while showing us a what the vaults were used for. I wish I could type out everything, but it's too much. Basically, the vaults were used for workers (goldsmiths, blacksmiths, etc), wine cellars, oyster bars, society meetings and even a whiskey distillery. Amazing. By the time this was over, it was already 6pm, so we decided to go back to the hostel early and have some food from the hostel bar. I ate some scampi, drank a couple of pints and talked it up a Canadian bloke from Vancouver who wants to go into television production. The Canadian kid (Jared) told us that he hadn't been to the beach yet, so we decided to hit up the place at around midnight. The tide was far out and the beach was quite beautiful at night. However, when we were walking back, we all managed to step into mounds of mud. All of our shoes were ruined, especially mine. So i stayed up for another hour or so cleaning my shoes and washing my socks. I wasn't angry or anything though, cause I'm just chill like that. Took a nice long shower, played more 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?', and went to sleep.

Day 3



We paid 33quid to go on a day long coach tour of Glen Coe, Loch Ness, Inverness, The Scottish Highlands and other random Scottish towns in the boonies. I usually hate coach tours because my ass hurts from sitting all the fuckin' time, but this was one alright. I told myself that I wasn't going to fall asleep on the bus because I wanted to take in as much of Scotland as I could, and I DID manage to stay awake. While most people in the coach were sleeping, I enjoyed the scenary and listened to the audio tour very closely. Glen Coe was beautiful. The weather was good, not great, but the driver said that the weather was really good this time around. There was a lot of fog around the highlands, but that was to be expected. Loch Ness was nothing much. It was just a giant lake. However, the castle ruins of Urquahut castle next to Loch Ness were quite cool. We also drove through/stopped at a lot of random Scottish towns, which had their own unique part in Scottish history. It was interesting to learn about all the insane bloodshed that happened in Scotland. Those crazy mothafuckas would go on massacres and fights for the monarch and for honor ALL THE TIME. The coach tour started around 8am and ended at 8pm. We were tired as shit and hungry as fuck. Triet and I were willing to dish out 11quid to eat Chines buffet, but Tamara didn't want that, so we ended up hittin' an Italain place. The food was decent, but the waiters were annoying. Actually, they were nice at first, but they expected me to pay a tip at the end because I was American. FUCK OUTTA HEA. They kept dropping subtle hints about tip, but I couldn't help them out because I'm broke as fuck. After dinner, we bummed around a bit more and then went back to the hostel. Triet and I wanted to play some pool, but we got huslted by two charming Aussies. Damn those charmers. Conned us into a game of doubles and DESTROYED us. We were sad. We showered and went to sleep, because tomorrow was a long day of travelling back home. PS: FUCK AUSSIES. THE HOSTEL WAS OVERRUN WITH THEM. ALL HOSTELS ARE. STOP TRAVELLING AUSSIES!! STOP! STOP HUSTLING US. ahaha.

Anyway..

That was my trip to Scotland. I'm sorry if it's hard to follow. I'm quite exhausted right now, from laying around all day and doing nothing. Besides, it's a well known fact that I have terrible grammer and sentence structure.