A Weekend in Edinburgh

This weekend was—I'm ashamed to admit—my first experience of dealing with trains all by myself. (Does this mean I'm a big girl now?) I spent the weekend in Edinburgh with Julia, Alex, and Mike. It was an amazing experience, not only because Edinburgh is a very cool city even when it's raining, but because this was the first time I saw Julia and Alex in about half a year! It was great to play cards and Huggermugger and to drink wine and eat good food! They were wonderful hosts and showed us some really great sites. On the last night, Alex and Mike made us dinner: pasta with a beurre blanc sauce and tomatoes, snap peas, mushrooms, and bacon. Yum! We also had a salad with it, which I enjoyed probably more than was normal. This past week in York I had been intentionally running out of food so that it wouldn't spoil over the weekend. All I have been left with is a packet of fakey ramen noodles. I definitely needed the veggies! I loved seeing the city that I've heard so much about and, of course, being with Julia and Alex in person. The only downside was that I had a chest cold the whole weekend, so I was a whiney baby who couldn't walk faster than a snail.

Here's an interesting story: I came back to York today at about 4:30. (Two of my friends met me at the train station so that I didn't have to walk home by myself!) At about eight o'clock, Becca, my flat mate, came in and asked me how I was. She asked if I had heard about what had happened this weekend. Apparently I didn't tell either her or Hanna that I was leaving for the weekend. I did tell Bonnie, but she was gone in Manchester for the weekend anyway. Becca and Hanna realized that they hadn't seen me since Thursday and got really worried. They called security, and someone came to unlock my door. In fact, they told the girls that they would go into my room first just in case I was hanging from a rope in the corner. When they saw that I was not in my room, they commissioned the girls to investigate whether or not there were any clues indicating I was gone: train receipts, missing toothbrush, etc. Finally Becca checked my Facebook page where my status mentioned going to Edinburgh. Case closed. I feel partly appreciative but mostly humiliated and guilty—especially since Becca said that she and Hanna were "proper worried."