This weekend, our entire group took a trip to Scotland. Our six hour bus ride ended in Edinburgh, where we were free to explore the town for the night. The weather was

terrible, and it was torrentially down pouring. We trotted around, soaking wet, trying to find a place for a late lunch/ early dinner. After finally finding a pub-like restaurant, we sat down and satisfied our hunger. After we had finished eating, we dared to venture back outside into the storm. Thankfully, the rain had subsided to a light drizzle and we were able to walk back to our hotel. After resting for a few hours, a few of us decided to go out to a club that was recommended by our waitress. The club was called Espionage, and it consisted of five different floors. We arrived there fairly early, but the crowds didn’t form until about 30 minutes after we got there. I had a really fun time at that club, but Meg Courtney and I decided to leave because we wanted to get plenty of rest so that we could catch a train to St. Andrews to visit my friend, Maria, who goes to school at the University.
As planned, we woke up early to visit the medieval Edinburgh Castle, and then caught a train to St. Andrews. Maria met us at the station, and then she gave us a mini tour of St. Andrews, starting with the famous golf course. After she showed us around, we went back to her dorm room and freshened up for dinner at a Thai restaurant, which was voted last yea

r as best Thai place in the U.K. Needless to say, the food was delicious. After dinner we met up with a few of Maria’s friends and went pub golfing, but “girlie” style. Eventually we just ended at one of the local pubs just hanging out and talking. I was glad to see Maria because I haven’t seen her since the end of last summer. Once we began to get bored of the pub, we took a taxi and bought deep fried Mars bars, which were also delicious. Once we arrived back at Maria’s building, we set our alarms to catch the early train back to Edinburgh in order to catch the bus back to Harlaxton. I really enjoyed Scotland.
On the way back from Scotland, the bus stopped at Housesteads Hadrian’s Wall. I hiked all the way to the top and wandered around the stone ruins of the fort. The view was magnificent because the hilly landscape stretched out peacefully for miles. After visiting the fort, we boarded the bus and headed back for another week at Harlaxton. 
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