Hey y'all. Back from Scotland and killing time in London until our field trip to a mosque and the key ceremony at London Tower
York was very fun: I saw a play, played hackey sac, watched my classmates get plastered and sit on each others' laps, went to a chocolate factory, learned a great deal about *gasp* international business, played Egyptian Rat Slap—or something like that—until all hours of the night when the security guard kicked us out for being too rowdy, swallowed my tongue ring, witnessed a rugby teams crazy craziness, and basically enjoyed myself in general.
Edinburgh consisted of a ten mile walk to the wrong Argyle St., a ten mile walk back to the right one, a haunted hostel, four Polish bricklayers and a musically induced seizure, [helping] cook lunch for ten (where we bought way too much food), numerous piercings, countless drunken debaucheries, a Norwegian girl getting her purse stolen, passing my tongue ring, SPACEBALLS!, cold and rainy weather, and a five hour train ride back to London.
All in all I'd give York and Edinburgh (on a scale of 1 to sweet): a gnarly. Being that our law firm visit was canceled this morning I'm off to Camden Town to find a piercing/tattoo shop... :) Wish me luck!
Current mood: recumbent
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