Today is my last full day in Europe. Ummmmmm, how do I feel? I don't know. For a few weeks I was so exhausted and excited to go home and missing everyone tons and yadayada...Now I want to shout WAIT....though I'm not quite sure what would follow that exclamation. I do still want to go home, I am done living out of a suitcase, but I wish Europe wasn't so god damned far away. I want to be able to come back for a weekend or a short holiday. Oh how I will miss hostels and having my daily meals look a little like this:
Breakfast: Stuff my face with as much food as can fit in there from the free hostel bfast buffets. This usually means two bowls of cereal and 3 pieces of bread with jam.
Lunch: Skip it? Maybe gram a 50cent box of custard cream cookies, if I feel like splurging.
Dinner: Eat early, because I skipped lunch. Grab the cheapest thing I can find in a Tesco (european Longs), usually something on sale because its slightly old or lacks any taste. Search for the cheapest possible bottle of wine to make you forget that what you are eating really isn't that good.
And then Dan and I would find a stoop on which to consume our meal...all in all, it was great fun to do this. One days worth of food could cost only 3euro! If that doesn't make all the crappy food taste better, I don't know what would.
So I am residing in Edinburgh right now, waiting for my long ass bus ride that will depart for London this evening. I lovvvve this city, and can see why Ratchel would not cease to talk of it for an entire year. Such beautiful buildings and awesome pubs...but my favorite part was all of the old graveyards. You can't walk more than four blocks without hitting one, and they are all twice as beautiful in the fall with autumn trees just blinding you with their ability to be 100 colors at once. Why can't I do that? Uncool. But the hostel we stayed at...haha. The first day we get to the beds they assigned us, lock up ALL of my stuff, literally everything I have accumulated on this european adventure, and we head to town. When we return, my stuff is out of the locker and has haphazardly been strewn about by the intruder. SHOCKING! My laptop, my expensive shoes, all of my clothing...all still there. What a silly robber. Either way, I'm obviously not down so I head to the front desk to cancel our second night so we can stay somewhere without lock cutters roaming around. And the guy at the desk...this guy....THIS GUY was like oh yeah, that was me. UM? Yeah, your stuff was in the wrong locker so we cut it open because that locker was for someone else. Oh, well in that case I am definitely leaving because 1. You told us those were our lockers and 2. You dont even feel bad about this!! So his explanation is Oh well, actually its quite common. Oh ok, as long as its common for you to break locks and throw peoples belongings around the room, then maybe I'll stay? What a putz. Twist end of story: We decided to stay the extra night anyway and they gave it to us FO FREE. Best turn of events ever.
Anyway, back to California tomorrow, assuming that all goes well in travel. Keeping my fingers crossed!
