Experiencing Irland and Scotland: Day 7 - Crabs and icecream

Day 7 - Monday 10. October

Today I woke up at around 07.00, tired as heck, but I could not sleep. So I went up, and packed the stuff I needed for 6 days in Scotland. Its not that easy getting everything into a wee Converse shoulder bag. I have now remembered the camera, tickets, passports, cables and chargers, my computer, money and a few pieces of clothes. I am hoping for good weather. I removed the sheets from the bed, and threw it out in the basket that were in the hallway, grabbed my suitcase, and pattered down to the reception. There were this handsome Irishman (yes, they do exist). I turned in my suitcase (because this was the best place to leave it, since Padraig couldn't), and the key. Then I went to check facebook, twitter, mail, couch-surfing, newspapers and wrote down the information I got from the hostels in Scotland. And down in the kitchen there were this big placard where it said : Tonite: Crepes and Ice cream, 8.30" and then a few German girls came, and they kept on saying "Crabs and ice cream".

I found everything I needed, and went to find the bus. I walked and I walked, but I did not get lost. I found the bus, and decided that I needed a breakfast. 

It was so lovely to have something to east. At approximately 10.00, I went in to the bus, and this was like 2 hours before I needed to. Then I went off at the wrong part of the airport, and therefore I had to walk a bit. 

Inside the airport it was time to yet another wee breakfast, and then through security. That went fine, and then I had to figure out what gate I had to go to, and after a bit of research I figured it out. I ended up at Starbucks, and I had a big mocca with cream. And a muffin.

Mr. Browncheese, the muffin and the coffee

Then I found 3 handsome guys in kilt, and I thought "they are probably going to Edinburgh", but no, they were going to Alicante. *sad face*. 

That was a bummer! The closest I got to a man in a kilt, was a man with a sixpence hat. I was in gate 108, and the time was 14.50, and of course, the plane was late! I ended up in a queue for at least one hour, not very fun

But there is something that impress me, and that is how many people its possible to get into an aircraft. And how I seem to attract the people I don't want to attract. On the plane I had to sit next to a sheep (well, it wasn't a sheep, but he sure smelled like one, he had an Aran-jumper on). And behind me were this 2 year old which thought that "lets kick Solveig's seat all the way". And I think there were like 4 or 5 

families with small children, and everyone of em were screaming. LOUDLY! It was kinda like "Think positive, don't punch anyone in the face".

The plane landed, and I have found out that I would never do a good job as a Queen, minister, president or anything up that street, because getting down a unstable airplane stair, in lots of wind, its not the thing for me. I went through the airport and out on the other side. Jeez, it's cold here. But I got quickly used to it. It was now time to dig out my "Scotland wallet", and find the bus. I paid the bus, and sat down. My first impression of Scotland is very good. The bus driver had this amazing accent. I had Jamie Sives in my head, and that is GOOD!

Then I saw a road sign were it said "Disable people", and I read "disposable people".

I went off at West end, and found the hostel pretty fast. I had to get out to get more money, went back in, checked in and got a key card. Went up, and I did not find the stairs all the way up, went then down again, and up again, this time I knew where the stairs were. Jeez, what a long stair. Went in to the room, had a few photos, and went down, again. 

Out to get dinner, and bought some sushi and a wrap with chicken. *Yummy* Headed then back to the hostel, and had a cider (very sweet, way to sweet) and a beer names Innis & Gunns, and then I ate sushi and wraps, and then I had another beer. The Caledonian 80/-. 

Special beer, this is what the bottle told me: "The definitive Scottish style ale, brewed in our Victorian Brewhouse with a complex mix of no less than 6 different malts, which are infused with the whole hop flowers of Goldings, Fuggles and WGV. This creates a beautiful russet brown beer with a malty, fruity aroma. Flavours are of malt, caramel and a clovery spicyness with a good balancing dryness, in a soft happy finish. Smooth, creamy, and very easy to drink, ´Caley 80 is both definitive, satisfying and in cask, was CAMRA´s inaugural Champion Beer of Scotland."

Tomorrow its sightseeing!