My fabulous Scottish adventure has ended! Unfortunately, because of the crazy French pension strikes, my Ryanair flight on Thursday 28th October was cancelled, so I must fly to Stanstead on Friday morning, at like 8 am, then wait a few hours then fly from there to Poitiers around about 12 o'clock. So bar this slightly irritating news, my week and a half here has been fabulous!
After staying at Amy and Taylor's for some wine drinking, watching crap tv and getting trapped in the mini jail again for a while, the week was fairly uneventful. I visited my grandmother, bantered around Greenock with Becca and met up with Lyall and Max in Cafe Balfe for some good catching up and some chocolate fudge cake. After learning that me driving after 6 weeks wasn't the best idea, as I seemingly kept nearly ramming another car (I didn't though!), we got to Balfe in one piece, if not a little deaf due to blasting some David Guetta and other crazy French tunes at crazy decibel levels. We gossiped, discussed the Frenchman, and I told them about my fabulous life as an aristocratic French gentlemen. I also learned and have since continued to use our newest catchphrase - Dreamboat. Slightly frightening when Max says it to Lyall, but that's because it's Ladies Night and we're feeling right!! A short trip to Tesco followed, where Max kept reminding me to buy bread and butter, but instead I bought bread and milk, only realising when I got home that instead of 2 litres of milk, I only needed a small tub of butter. I blame the language barrier...
Many quotes have been had over the past week, including "One night in the USSR: The memoirs of Lauren Aitken"; "I even thought he was hot!" "...You say that as if you're a lesbian"; "You're such a DREAMBOATTT!!"; "I spent many years fantasising about academic life"; "A bank of adjectives!"; "Psycho killer, QU'EST-CE QUE C'EST?!"; "Apparently, she ate a chicken wrap?!"; "Mange a bonttt" (NOT REAL FRENCH, just a nice "rhyme" Max made). I've also been asked about a thousand times, "Have you had frogs legs or snails?" and the answer is NON. Also, my tasty Frenchman informs me that less than 5% of the French population eat snails, so there's one to remember for any quiz nights.
Saturday brought the semi-annual (lol) trip to RED, where we had many a £1 drink and shots, and i managed NOT to spill the Jaffa Cake shot down myself (it's a split shot glass). After dancing rather crazily to "Commander", Lyall, Becca, Louise, Sally, Dunning and I took command (HAHAHA :| ) of the stage and danced well into the night. Many an attractive picture was taken, as well as a few videos? That you can't see anything in? Silly Lauren, filming the darkness/strobe lights : /
On Sunday, my parents took Rebecca and I to Braehead for some shopping, and they spent many a pounds on lovely new clothes for us, including a lovely jacket from Dorothy Perkins FOR £5!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was very excited. We also had a tasty Starbucks and a big Sunday dinner, so all were happy :D Even mum and dad got new clothes haha!
Monday night brought another trip to Amy's flat, where we got ready for a metal night out on the town! Sally was with me on the train to Queen's Park (Glasgow) in order to pick up her Halloween costume from Amy's (COSTUME REMAINS UNDISCLOSED). All I can say is that she will look EXCELLENT. Though the three of us did experiment with false facial hair, and it must be said that Amy and I REALLY SUIT BEARDS!! Facebook will have the pictures shortly :D A few vodka's and singalongs later, Amy and I bantered off to the Solid Rock, only to discover that it was a ticketed event only!! So after some skipping, taking random pictures etc, we went to Rufus T's, it's sister bar, for a large jug of Blood Bath cocktails :) Which were tastier than it sounds! After some gossip, a large amount of bitching about life, complaining about Scotland, conceding that we love Scotland but wish it was a tad more exciting, getting a few more vodka's and JD's on the go, running to the bathroom and getting lost, and missing yet another pub quiz, we went to Firewater for some fun. After deliberating whether to hit The Garage or Campus, we got ANOTHER jug of cocktails, ran away from some men in suits, and found a nice cosy booth to have a romantic time. Crazy picture time happened here, and our happiness and love for one another poured out, as we reminisced about past times and how much we missed one another, like a couple reunited after the war.
We decided just to stay in firewater deliberating should we enter the padded wall dance floor (we didn't). Amy had been singing the Talking Head's song "Psycho Killer" all night, and it came on, making us very excitable as we danced in our seats (coincidentally, next to the dance floor). The alcohol finally hit us at long last, i.e. after some shots and Jagerbombs, and we got all emotional, telling each other never to leave one another etc. We got a taxi home not long after that, and we cooked a pizza and I ate ALL OF IT. AND I'D DO IT ALL AGAIN!!
The next morning wasn't funny though. Hungover and a tad cranky, Amy and I shuffled off to Glasgow uni as she had classes. I sat in the Reading Room instead with a coffee, slightly dying, but remembering the year before where we would all meet at 11 for brunch/lunch/etc. I almost text everyone, till I remembered I was only a visitor. It has taken me this week and a half to acclimatise, i guess, to Scotland and living with my parents again. It is a very odd concept I'll admit. We had some food in the QMU, and went off to take pictures, much to Amy's embarrassment. We then had a manly slapping hug, and we parted for another 7 weeks. Sad times :(
I got my hair cut again on the Tuesday, and had a good chat with the Frenchman and a few others back home. It should also be noted that Zoe Boden and I share an eternal love for Heath Ledger, and that he WAS pretty guy :D
Today (Wednesday), I had a long lie and then Rachel, Rebecca and I watched "Hocus Pocus" and then "The fox and the hound". IT WAS BEAUTIFUL! I've just sat and watched tv in my jammies avec the parents for the rest of the night. It's nice to sit and sleep on comfy furniture again!
Tomorrow I have the doctors, visiting my nanny and some shopping to do. Then it's back to Poitiers, then off to Angoulême on Friday evening! Look out, Poitiers... I'm bringing Irn Bru with me :D
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