Fanciness in the Isle of Skye
I went on a tour of the Highlands this past weekend, and around the Isle of Skye. It was amazing, probably the best experience I've had since I've been here in Scotland. Hell, even in Europe. We were on it with about 10 kids from Wisconsin and Minnesota (omG Drop Dead Gorgeous did not prepare me for the hilarity of their accents), a couple from France, a couple from China and these two women from Australia and Germany. The group was so much fun, and I was on it with 4 girls from Stirling, including Nellie and Maya.
It was exactly how I envisioned Scotland when I came here...mysterious, rocky, rough, beautiful, intensely green, bloody history with enchanted stories about faeries and giants. There's really something special about this place. I can't believe I have to leave it, but this trip was perfectly timed because I wouldn't have been able to appreciate it had I not been living here for 3 months. Sigh. Check out my pictures on facebook. They say it all.
So along my travels in Skye, I met a guy. He lives in the village of Kyleakin where our hostel was. Long story short, he was the bartender at the pub we ate/drank at the whole time and we talked for a while in the bar before it closed and ended up finding each other again later that night. We just clicked, it was weird. We've been talking on the phone and texting and he actually wants to come to Stirling. I so totally was not expecting this and it's weird to have this potentially great thing growing when I have less than a month left here. I'm scared I really really like him and will get attached. And then on the other hand, I'm scared that this is building up to something that will end up to be nothing than a momentary infatuation for both of us. I'm also the smart kid that is allowing this to happen when I have friends visiting, 3 final exams, and a trip to Paris in between. Oy, what am I getting myself into? I guess this is life and if I don't live it to its fullest, I could regret it. And if I've learned anything here, it's to live for the moment and not have any regrets. Le sigh...we'll see.
It was exactly how I envisioned Scotland when I came here...mysterious, rocky, rough, beautiful, intensely green, bloody history with enchanted stories about faeries and giants. There's really something special about this place. I can't believe I have to leave it, but this trip was perfectly timed because I wouldn't have been able to appreciate it had I not been living here for 3 months. Sigh. Check out my pictures on facebook. They say it all.
So along my travels in Skye, I met a guy. He lives in the village of Kyleakin where our hostel was. Long story short, he was the bartender at the pub we ate/drank at the whole time and we talked for a while in the bar before it closed and ended up finding each other again later that night. We just clicked, it was weird. We've been talking on the phone and texting and he actually wants to come to Stirling. I so totally was not expecting this and it's weird to have this potentially great thing growing when I have less than a month left here. I'm scared I really really like him and will get attached. And then on the other hand, I'm scared that this is building up to something that will end up to be nothing than a momentary infatuation for both of us. I'm also the smart kid that is allowing this to happen when I have friends visiting, 3 final exams, and a trip to Paris in between. Oy, what am I getting myself into? I guess this is life and if I don't live it to its fullest, I could regret it. And if I've learned anything here, it's to live for the moment and not have any regrets. Le sigh...we'll see.