I’m completely joking. I haven’t had the chance to go to the Highlands and look for the Loch Ness Monster… I’m actually quite curious who truly believes there’s a monster under there. As for me, I spent some time reading about the loch and I came to the conclusion that there could be something there. I’m not saying it’s a “monster” of some sort depending on what your definition of monster is but I actually think there could be an aquatic being living in the loch. Maybe it’s just a really large, mutated fish or something. I don’t think it’s a plesiosaur like some people do though.
On a side note, do not Wikipedia “cryptids”. You’ll be on the site for hours.
For the past few nights since I moved into my flat, I’ve been trying to go out and explore the city with my flatmates. Surprisingly, I can probably make my way around the area somewhat. However, there are different levels to the street so you could end up in the upper or lower level without even realizing it. I found that out two days ago. But there’s been some interesting discoveries.
On Saturday, half of my flat went to some party while the other half of us decided to just hang out at a pub. It was a traditional Scottish pub and it was pretty nice. Since I just turned twenty-one a little while ago and that’s the drinking age in the US, I never had the chance to go to a bar, not that I drink much anyway. In the pub, the atmosphere was quite nice. It was really relaxed and it seemed like everyone was quite conscious of their alcohol consumption.
That’s another thing. The drinking culture is so different. In the US, since the drinking age is so high and restricted everyone seems to want to go insane everytime there’s alcohol around. But around here, it’s kind of a norm so it’s not a completely huge deal to drink at a young age. Maybe I’m wrong. I just managed to see crowds coming from parties and they were nowhere near as rowdy as they were when I was in Berkeley.
Anyway, we went to another pub called “Greyfriars Bobby”. Apparently that’s the name of a dog who waited fourteen years for his master. I love that. It was nice there too and afterwards my Scottish flatmates had us try “chips and brown sauce” and “Irn Bru”. You can just search those up if you’re curious. I really liked the chips – ahem, fries for us Americans – but that Irn Bru drink was absolutely disgusting. It was like drinking sugar. When I checked, it was 30% sugar.
Let’s see… yesterday I went to the induction meeting for my major. It was two hours long and you can imagine how terrible that was for someone with the attention span of a knat. Actually, they may have pretty good attention spans. I don’t know how they live their lives. Luckily the lectures are only about fifty minutes. That’s gold for me.
Then I went to the International Student Centre for free coffee and tea, and to meet others. It was so great! I was pretty anxious about going because, well, you know. There’s my whole social anxiety thing and I was actually kind of by myself. But I managed to meet people who were just like me; they don’t like to party but simply to have nice, relaxing nights. We all even started singing to the 80’s songs that were playing and planned to find a nice sushi place.
You know… I’m pretty proud of myself right now. I’ve been going out and being social, trying to get people’s contact information and I haven’t been cooped up in my room watching Netfilx. By the way, they do not have a lot of my US shows but that’s probably for the best.
Right now I’m actually writing another post about introverts but I just wanted to update… on my life across the pond. The Atlantic Ocean is not a pond.
I hope all is well and have an awesome week!
Also, the picture is of St. Giles’ Cathedral. It’s absolutely gorgeous inside and out.