Today was kind of a relaxing/planning day for me. I am quickly realizing I have very little time left and a lot more places I intended to visit than I have time to. So, I got some stuff set for the rest of this week, then it got to be lunchtime.
I wanted to get out and walk around some today and I also wanted to check out a coffee shop that I have heard mentioned several times called the Rude Shipyard (I think). So I walked down to it. I got there and noticed that it was a nice small coffee shop with a ton of books all over the place. I got a strawberry-banana smoothie and a piece of spicy Mexicana pie (I just couldn’t pass up a combination like that). The food was good, although the smoothie was a little more tart than what I am used to with strawberry-banana. I also had fun looking around at all the books. I know I am no book snob, but it was fun to see how many I had read (most for school). There were actually a lot there that I wanted to read too. I knew you could buy the books, but I didn’t know if you could read any while you are there, so I just enjoyed my meal and left.
On the way back I ran into a guy who asked me for directions. Haha. I actually knew where he was trying to go (mainly because we were basically on the street he was asking for) so I tried my best to direct him. I was going the way he needed to go, so he followed me for a little while, but gradually pulled back and got on his phone. I hope he found where he was trying to go, but I don’t know if he completely trusted my directions.
I had seen this sign every time I pass by, and I am continually grateful for my name being what it is.
I got back and did some more planning, calling, emailing, etc. All that stuff that really sucks the life out of you. But, I have a decent idea of what I will be doing the rest of my trip. I also went on a Facebook friending spree. Haha. It was kind of exhilarating, actually. I raided Matt’s friend list to find all the people I met at Cliff (at least all that I could remember, and I am sorry to anyone I forgot). I really thought about whether to do it or not, though. Hopefully I will see some of them again – that would be amazing. But most likely I will not. So, can I actually use this to maintain such brief and long distance friendships? Obviously, you see the decision I wound up making, but I equate it to playing video games with people. Playing video games can be really good and it can be an excellent way to spend time with someone. But you have to be careful, because while you are in the same room with the person, there is probably not much actual interaction going on. So it can kind of deceive itself into being a friendship when it really is not. The same with friends through facebook. How do we get past a mere sharing of statuses and really keep/continue friendships through networking things like this? I think it is possible even if that is not how they were meant to be used, it just takes a lot more effort. Something I am still struggling with.
Anyway, you can tell I have had some time to just think today. I spent some time reading and chilling the rest of the night. And, of course, more Wimbledon. Matt got home and Rachel had to go work, so Matt and I went out to a nice Indian dinner. The food was great. After that we came back and watched Shooter, which I had never gone to see in theaters or rented. It was an exciting movie and a good way to end off the day
What I learned:
Things could be much worse as far as my last name goes.
How Edinburgh is pronounced (not how it looks). And a good thing to know before I travel up there.
British people are never satisfied with the weather.
Pretty much everyone from Cliff that I met was on Facebook at some time today.
There is always someone I have forgotten to keep updated on how things are going for me here. Unfortunately this time I found out it was my mentor for the project. All good now.
Wireless internet continues to amaze me, confuse me, and frustrate me. But at least you know you always have just as good of a random chance that it will work as you do it won’t.
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