Scotland!!!

I'm back in Scotland, and it's amazing. First of all, can I just say I have wonderful wonderful friends. I spent the night chatting with Mari, Rebekka, Julia, and Kendra, and just love them more and more. I can't get over the fact that I am really seeing them again. Secondly, I am remembering all over again what I love so much about Scotland...which is pretty much everything. I love the delicious bread that molds ridiculously fast. The stunning landscape of snow-spotted hills and sheep-scattered farm land. I love Twinnings tea made in Mari and Rebekka's flat (never as good as it is then). The accent, the typical British face, the familiar shops and restaurants. It's late, and I haven't slept in way too long, so I'll end this with a funny story. Most young American women swoon over the British men in movies (I admit to be one of them). Getting off the plane today though, I was reminded just what a typical one looks like. Not as idyllic as it seems. He had a pink striped shirt with shiny buttons at the wrist, pin-striped pants (which should only be worn by a select few men), and long, nice shoes. That, above all, made me realize I was finally back.