Och aye, I've been oot and aboot...

If ever a time was fitting for a gratuitous Doctor Who quote, this is that time.

As you should know, I was in Edinburgh Sunday and Monday for the university open day. And my God, it was fantastic! The uni, the city...I loved everything about it.

Me and my friend Rachel got the train from Liverpool at half one on Sunday afternoon. We battled our way to a table, knocking small children and old ladies out of the way to secure decent seats (okay, that was a slight exaggeration...but we would've done, had it been necessary). On the first train, which was headed for Blackpool *shudders* and stopped at Preston which was where we changed, we tried and failed to get any work done and really just ate a copious amount of Pringles and laughed a lot. We changed at Preston and were not as successful at the table-getting this time. We had to sit on the floor for part of the journey, and dived into some spare seats when people left. We spent the rest of the journey in silence, as we were sitting opposite each other and trapping two complete strangers into their seats. It was very awkward, especially since the guy sitting next to Rachel kept looking around the carriage and whenever I looked up he'd accidentally catch my eye and then we both looked away, embarrassed. But then we got to Edinburgh Waverley and were overwhelmed by the whole thing.

After a struggle to get out of the station, and then to get ourselves onto the right road for the Travelodge we were staying in, we finally got to where my Google Maps printout said it should be. Following the instructions exactly, we found our way down a back alley to some industrial-sized bins and amused-looking binmen, who laughed openly at us as we aimlessly wandered into their courtyard, saw them and scuttled back down the alley. It took a frantic phone call to my parents and a lot of wandering for us to realise that Google Maps had sent us the quickest way to the postcode we'd provided it with, not the right way. We soon found the front of the Travelodge and got all checked in, and then went out again to look for the uni.

We found the campus pretty easily, after passing a gorgeous copy of Hamlet in a charity shop which I subsequently bought the following day and a woman playing a harp in a cafe. A harp. A freakin' harp. That is why I love Edinburgh. If someone tried that round where I live, they'd be beaten to death with their own harp. We wandered around the campus, marvelling at the lack of graffiti and the general university-ness of the place. It was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning.

Then we went back to the Travelodge, got a pizza from the bar-cafe thing and took it back to our room. We ate that and ate more Pringles, and some Oreos and I ate seven lollipops in the space of forty-five minutes. We then watched the second half of the Mask which neither of us had seen, and found it unreasonably funny. This was probably the result of the amount of sugar we had consumed. It really wasn't that funny. Then we watched United 93. That was the most horrible film I've seen in a long time, because I wasn't even aware that it happened. I am not going on a plane any time soon, I can tell you that.

In case you can't tell, I'm flagging a little now. I'll tell you about Monday tomorrow.

Bye

<3