... the three mile walk home doesn't seem so bad...
we left subzero edinburgh yesterday for the balmy 10* of Barcelona, Spain. Seriously, it's like a tropical vacation compared to scotland. But I really did love that city. I hope i can make it back sometime in the summer months. I might only need one pair of gloves then! whoooohooo. (no, seriously, that's not even a joke...)
The hostel that we're in now is really nice. It's huge, but the rooms are all 4 bed dorms which is really nice. It's actually kind of pimped. It's got a gym, a fancy shmancy laundry room, kitchen for real cooking and a big ass common room where they constantly show cartoons.
We're heading off to the beach right now, but it's not quite as glorious as you're thinking. If the air is 10*, the water is not. Also, there were some wicked ripcurls and "I'll suck you under good" wave action as we landed yesterday. It's more of a "let's run to the beach and just bask in the glory of it seeing as we're miles away from any large body of ocean in england." i'm going through crazy water withdrawl in winchester.
remind me to never take the ocean for granted again.
mince pies and mulled wine,
amanda.
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