Welcome!

So I thought I would give this blogging thing a try. I figured it would be a fun way for you to get into the inner workings of my brain...and to keep you posted with the latest and greatest.

Enter at your own risk! :)

So I'm in Scotland as you know and I'm a tired zombie at the moment, and you'll have to excuse any spelling errors or run on sentances, and such-and-such.

ok, where do I start....

Let's start with yesterday 10/02/08. Yesterday, as you all know, I got to Scotland safely. I met some amazing people, and fell in love with this beautiful land. Well last night I was REALLY bored and had to stay awake until bed time, so I decided to venture out to see what I could find. I had been running on 1 hour of airplane sleep, so I thought it would be a good idea to grab a "sleepy time" beer at a local pub. The plan was to drink a beerskie 2 hours before bed and be off to dreamland. I walked into a nearby pub and found a bunch of old Scottsman sitting at the bar. No one even close to my age in sight. So I walked up to the bar, asked for a recomendation, tasted a Scottish ale or two, made my decision and plopped down. Well at this point I was starved for human interaction and no one was saying anything so I struck up conversation with the lads. I could hardly understand a word that they said. Some of them had very heavy accents so I had to pay close attention and ask them to repeat themselves a lot. I don't think they minded though. They were real fun to talk to because they were friendly and to my knowledge, interested in what I had to say. I learned a lot about Scotland in the short amount of time I spent with them. One valuable piece of information that stuck with me was to NOT drink water from the bathroom sinks....only kitchen sink water is ok to drink. They said that the bathroom sink water is real dirty. This is good for me to know because some of you may know that I'm a huge water drinker and will pretty much drink water from any place I can get it.

So anyway, I said goodbye to my new friends and walked back to the hostel. Sure enough I fell asleep right away at 7:30pm. I ended up waking up several times with the feeling that you get when you oversleep. I was so confused and wondered "where am I?" and "what time is it" each and every time. I got out of bed at 1:30am because I couldn't sleep anymore. I was so lonely and really hungry. It was pretty brutal to think that I had 6 hours before breakfast time. So what did I do? I ate yet another granola bar (I don't think I can eat anymore of those....pretty sure that was the last one if I can help it!). Thankfully I discovered a "TV room" and began to watch Scottish TV. I had a diffucult time paying attention to the show that was airing because there was always a little person (on every channel) at the bottom right hand of the TV screen. Instead of subtitles they have people that take turns signing for the hearing impaired. How interesting! Anyway...I was able to take a little nap at 5:30am and woke just in time for breakfast at 7:30am. Thank you Lord! I was feeling better because I felt a little more rested and knew that people were going to start waking up! So I made my way down to the breakfast hall for unlimitted amounts of coffee, tea, mueseli, fruit, toast, yogurt, and croissants. Everyone down there had different accents and it was so beautiful to hear them speak. It was very refreshing to finally talk to someone.

After breakfast I went for a stroll in Glasgow, took many pictures, and ran into the most beautiful art museum I have ever seen! It looks like a castle! The best part is, is that it didn't cost me a thing to hang out there for as long as I like. So like a zombie, I shuffled my way through the entire museum. I learned a ton about Scottish history and found myself smiling a lot because there were so many cute little scottish school kids running around.

So here I am, back at the coffee shop downstairs from the hostel writing my very first blog entry. I hope you were atleast somewhat entertained by my little adventures so far. I'm just feeling really antsy at this point to meet my new family in Scotland tomorrow. I feel like a little kid on christmas morning. I have butterflies! I'm ready to receive all that the Lord has in store for me while I'm here. His presence has been so strong ever since I left home. It's so good to know that He is using me to shine His light with every person I've encountered so far. God is so good!

Well I think I'm going to try and find a grocery store near by. There's gotta be other snacks besides granola bars around somewhere :)

Cheers! (that's how the Scotts bid farewell or offer thanks)