Greetings all! Finally found a place with free internet and I actually have a half hour this time, instead of 10 minutes. Today was a glorious day. We walked (more like trudged) up to arthurs seat, which overlooks the entire city of edinburgh. It was quite the hike, lots of stone steps. It proved what I knew to be true (i am out of shape) but the sights were amazing and at the top we enjoyed some baugettes (i hope i spelled that right) and sat and read some 'bobby' burns. Hilary and I had the chance to chat with a man named Gordon, he was enjoying the hike like the rest of us and stopped when he saw our copy of robert burns. He chatted for a bit, giving us his own history lesson (he pointed out that nearly everyone in scotland could claim descendency from burns thanks to his promicious ways--the man had about 100 'bastards', as he said)
it was refreshing to talk to someone from around here. I don't know how to put into words all I am and have already experienced. Reading what I just wrote--I am not sure that that will feel significant to any of you, but it did to me. Gordon, I will remember you. This city is full of such friendly people...the other night we were at the tatoo (a military show-with bagpipes & marching bands) and the it felt like a family reunion in a sense, everyone seemed to have this sense of a whole-a connection. It is hard to describe. I feel like I am rambling....so i will digress. We are going to a play tonight and then we have a range of activities for the next few days. Not sure when I will write again. I am sorry if this isn't terribly interesting, I am still getting used to all of this. Trying to get over the fact that I am a tourist, when I want so desperately to be a part of things here. It doesn't seem enough to say things are going well--but I guess that is all I can say for now. I hope you all are having a good time settling into your rooms back at bethel. Not to sound needy, but I would love to hear from you as well--keep me updated a little. Love you all dearly. until next time.
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Anne, Isn't Arthur's Seat fantastic!? I still remember the baguette sticking out of Joey's backpack, leading the way. You are now part of the history! You are now part of the lineage of Robert Burns' bastard children! Please recite "My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose" in the worst Scottish accent possible. Dedicate it to me.
Love! Julie
I'm glad that you are having a good time..and a wee bit jealous that you were in Edinburgh!
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