An elderly lady in a pub the other night said to me, "You are only blinkin' young once!" This was after she told Rachel and I to make sure we were having fun. She followed with telling us not to let any boys grab us, but that we should grab them first, ( I took that for what its worth). She also mentioned that last weekend she had one too many and was dancing around the pub with her friends. She is a great-granny. I hope when I am a great-granny I am having one too many with my friends and dancing around town.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Everything is a little more intense in Scotland. The light, the course work, and my basic needs and emotions. When I am tired here, I am exhausted, when I am hungry, I feel like I haven't eaten in a week, but when I am having a good time, I am having the time of my life.
Inverness is a quiet town in the Highlands of Scotland. The feel and pace of the town is much different than anywhere I have been in Scotland so far. It feels a bit like the Scottish Hilton Head. While I was taking in the quiet beauty of the town I came across some sweet girls who let me hang out with them for a little and take pictures.
I went up a Munro with members of the Edinburgh Jewish Community. A Munro is a mountain that is in between 2500 and 3000 feet high. There are 284 in Scotland and the one I went up I walked was called Ben Vorlich. Even though I was exhausted by the time I finished, I felt more connected with the land here in Scotland. It was one of the coolest things I have ever done.
(me at the top)
(me at the top)
Thursday, July 24, 2008
We visited Dunbar during the life boat festival. There was a parade and a small fair, similar to Blossom Time in Chagrin Falls. Just imagine the Chagrin River being an Ocean. There was even a life boat queen. My new friend Anna-Mae had trouble understanding my American accent. "You don't talk Scottish do you," she said. Here are a few frames from Dunbar, a town that has become a favorite of the Scotland Field School students.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Anyone who knows me well would know I would be greatly amused by the idea of walking on water. The walls were underwater during high tide and created a wading pool of warmish water for swimming. As the tide moved out it was possible to safely walk across the top of the walls and it gave the illusion that one was walking on top of the water.