The next morning we woke up, and I was determined to see a castle. We had breakfast in the hotel and asked the lady at the front desk about castles nearby. She printed off a few things for us, but pointed us in the direction of Balmoral Castle. She said it was said to be a beautiful attraction- the Queen even goes to stay there for a summer holiday sometimes! We were sold. We got ready and went to the bus station and asked for tickets for a bus that would take us to see Balmoral Castle. The woman told us which bus to go to and that we could buy our tickets from the driver.
When we asked the driver which stop we needed for Balmoral Castle, he told us and we paid. We rode the bus for two hours with a group of Polish siblings that were about our age. We were all really excited! The drive was beautiful. We got to see so much of the Scottish countryside. Then we got dropped off a bus stop in the middle of no where. The only thing around for miles was a church and a shack that was labeled as a visitors center, which was closed. As was the castle we just drove 2 hours and paid the equivalent of almost $30 to go see. We barely caught the same bus back, with the driver who had just dropped us off half an hour before.
While I'm sure we should have researched this castle for ourselves and realized the would not be open on a Saturday in March (which is stupid) I also lay blame on all of the people who let us buy tickets for a castle that they should have known would not be open. To all of you- you owe me money and ruined my day. We wasted 5 hours of our day, which was most of it, on seeing nothing but views from a bus window, which is exactly what you see in the picture included in this blog!
Then after dinner we relaxed a little bit before we decided on going out to see how Scottish people get down with the get-down. We had a lot of fun! We just kind of bar hopped from place to place until we found one we could dance at! I take full credit for getting my partner in crime, Emily, tipsy for the first time in her life. Call me a bad influence if you'd like- I call it a small victory for myself. We saw a few kilts, and a lot of very drunk people. We were batting guys off left and right mostly because they were just falling all over us, literally, which was really annoying. We didn't appreciate having our newly pedicured toes stepped on!
The next morning we got up bright and early to walk to the beach. It was a pretty walk and the beach was even more beautiful. I made Emily get in the ocean with me. Ok, so maybe we only put our feet in and it was the coldest water on the planet... but we still did it! I am sure we looked absolutely insane to the other people that were walking their dogs and children on the beach, but we didn't care. Who knows if I will ever get to stick my feet in the North Sea ever again!
After the ocean it was time for our 12 hour journey back to Winchester. See, I told you we had a rather uneventful time! We got back to Winchester at 11:30pm, and were more than exhausted! Thanks for tuning in- sorry it wasn't much fun. Tonight I am singing and reading a poem at an open mic night hosted by the Christian Union that I attend here. Who knows, maybe my next post will include a video of it! You can also look forward to my next big adventure: Back to the States!!
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