Here's the cheap bagpiper who chased me down so I would pay him for taking a picture.
Sorry I didn't leave an entry for yesterday. Things got a bit hectic and I didn't have time to write. A nice mother daughter duo from Texas shared me room the other night. They were backpacking around the UK on a little vacation together. The mom actually reminded me of Granny a bit - same mannerisms and the EXACT same laugh! I couldn't believe it!
I ended up spending most of yesterday in the archives which was pretty boring but I found some really great pieces to use for my MRP so I'm pretty excited about that. The weather here has been BEAUTIFUL! The last three days have been sunny and warm - actually hot would be a better way to put it. Katie and I were sweating when we went shopping *whew!*
During out little shopping excursion we saw a bagpiper who was actually kind of cute. So remembering me and Sara in London and the bagpiper outside of the Tower I decided to get a picture with him. Turned out okay I think, I'll post it up later. So that done, Katie and I walk into a few stores, look around, and when we
@ The Shed
Me, Katie and Iain, the Irish Gingy-haired wonder *sarcasm*
come out he's motioning over to me. So here we think hey alright - hot Scottish bagpiper in a kilt. What could possibly be bad about this? Turns out he wanted me to pay for the picture I took - I failed to see the tiny sign on the ground that say he charged for pictures... We had a good laugh about it though. He got 50p for being cheap and hunting me down hahaha
So last night Katie and her infamous brother took us out for a night on the town. I'm not sure of the name of the first two clubs we went to, but we ended the night at a place called Shed which was three floors of awesome. The DJ loved me - he played all the songs I requested (even Britney) so I had a great night. Katie's infamous brother was every bit of hot she said he was (too bad he has a gf...who was there...and a Debbie Downer the whole night *sigh*). Ended up talking to an Irish boy named Iain which was just as well because he was the only one I could understand. I told the Scottish boys they might
Glasgow Central Station
So bright and sunny (hot too!)
as well have been speaking Dutch for all I could understand them.
By the end of the night Katie and I took a cab home and because my Aussie roommate was snoring like a mac truck I decided to hang out in the lounge and check my emails. I wasn't here 10 minutes when a decent looking fellow walked in and sat down. We got to talking and I found out he's from Stirling so I've scored myself a tour guide when I go there woo hoo! I have his email and phone number and all that (added me to facebook too for good measure haha) so I think I'll definitely give him a call when I get there. I won't know anyone else in Stirling so it'd be nice to have someone show me around. I promised him a pint of Guinness for the trouble and he seemed to think it was a fair trade.
So after spending about three hours talking with him and reminiscing about the greatest scenes from Monty Python's the Quest for the Holy Grail, I finally meandered into bed at 7:30 AM...
I just checked out a few mins ago and
Out the train window
On the way to Prestwick airport
within the hour I'll be taking a train with Katie to the airport and then it's off to Paris! I'm SO excited! If we can swing it we're going to go see the new Sex in the City movie while we're over there. We've also planned to attempt a trip to the Louvre, Oscar Wilde's grave, Montmartre and of course a few clubs in the evening. It's going to be one heck of a busy weekend but hopefully a fantastic one.
Alrighty, since I'm not sure if I'll have internet in Paris I'll sign off for now. I'll post up my pics from the past few days once I get a chance. Au reviour!
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