flying by...

I realized that I haven't written in a while and for those of you who are actually reading this I thought I would give a little glimpse into what my life has been like.

1. The weekend before last I went to my first concert in Edinburgh-definitely not my last. I saw Freelance Whales and Broken Records. I am sad to say that I like the American band (Freelance Whales) more than the local. Broken Records, while a decent band, had a lot of similar sounding songs and just sounded generic. After that excursion, Jenny, Leesha, and I decided that it would be a good idea to get food. After looking at twenty different places to see if they had broccoli and dodging two piles of vomit we ended up at this fried food place. At said fried food place the guy asked us where we were from and all that jazz. He told me I didn't sound like an American; I suppose he has never heard an almost southern accent before. The fried food was sickening yet perfect. We tried the fried mars bar, a "scottish delicacy". I don't want to say it was good, but it was melted chocolate and caramel so you can take what you want from that. It is weird, but generally all of the fried food places not only have fried food, but shwarmas and pizza too. weird.

2. This last weekend I went to a little village called Ormside for my homestay. If you want to know where it is, you might have trouble locating it because it is tiny. The homestay was absolutely wonderful though. I, and three other girls, stayed with this couple in their 60's who lived in this ancient ancient (trying to channel my mother there) house. It is weird to live in something that is older than your own country. It was rainy most of the weekend, but still beautiful. It is strange, but the rain doesn't phase me nearly as much here as it does at home. Perhaps it is because the landscape and the general atmosphere gain something from it...Well anyway, the Frasers (the family I was with) were absolutely wonderful. Elena was a wonderful cook. After living of of dreadful cafeteria food for most of my time here I had forgotten what real food was like. We also had tea everyday, something I could definitely get used to. Julian Fraser was very interested in my life back home with the horses and my dome house. I even taught him to say Louisville correctly-just doing the world one favor at a time. We also traveled around the area which is part of the Lake District and saw various castles and of course a lake. All of the roads were horribly flooded because apparently England doesn't have that modern innovation call ditches.

3. I WROTE MY FIRST ESSAY!

4. I suppose this is all for now. Sorry if the details aren't as elaborate as earlier posts, but writing it all would take forever.

Peace