Nine Days!

I'll miss...
How incredibly kind the Scots are. From the second I got to the airport in Glasgow to just this afternoon, I have been shown again and again incredible kindness by these people. Sincerly helpful in every respect... ready to talk, to tell their story and hear yours. This afternoon I was walking home and since I'm a fastwalker I caught up and passed an older man. He was strolling along, wearing a plaid tweed cap and smoking a pipe. He turned and commented on what a lovely evening it was. I agreed and he started talking about how much he loves to walk past the cathedral ruins down to the sea. And we walked down to the harbor together before we went our seperate ways, talking about where he was from and where I was from and how my studies at university were going. Completely awesome.

I can't wait...
To drive my car! Oh I love my beautiful baby car! [...love is surely blind since that car is neither beautiful nor a baby...] I can't wait to clean her up inside and out and drive with the windows down and the radio up! I hope she's still kicking...