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Okay. Don’t mock this lame notepad. It works.

It’s around 9 pm here on my first day. How was it, you might ask? Well, I haven’t slept for 2 days, I’m in the same clothes I wore yesterday, I’m home sick, and miss Alex terribly…other than that, not bad. This, however, seems like the kind of place to stay a day or two, not three weeks.

It’s terribly cold here. It feels like November back home. Scotland is an odd place. The roads are odd and the signs are worded in humorous ways. If I had to sum up Scotland in one sentence, here it’d be:

“Imagine a world where everything you know was invented by someone else and looks totally different.”

Their toilets make running water noises for five minutes after flushing. Showers require some switch-juggling in order to use. Cars and all associated things are backwards.

I nearly burned myself earlier when I assume the hot & colt taps would also be reversed. What a dolt I am. But I disgress.