First Few Days in Scotland

The view outside my window

The view from outside my dorm window.

The plane rides over to Edinburgh from Portland, OR were horrible to say the least. I’ve got several bruises from my bags, bumping, and the airplane bathroom sink I clung to while sick with food poisoning. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure how I did it. I’ve never rode an airplane by myself before let alone internationally. Yet- somehow I managed to figure it out and arrive here in one piece. I’m proud of that! I sucked it up and did something even though it terrified me.

I met some other girls from around the world on my way to the dorms. They are really nice and I hope we can hang out later. The dorm is not what I expected but I soon adapted with the help of some of the people that were already living here. I found out where the stores were located and walked the two miles to them- much to the surprise of one of the fellows that was trying to get a rise out of me. I feel quite accomplished about that as well.

I tried haggis and tatties. I do not like it. It tastes like bad sausage. I’m never eating that again. I also bought some steak and kidney pies, and some blood pudding. We’ll see how that goes over. Tomorrow I start the harder stuff – the socialization and integration into the University environment over here at Napier. I’m really fretting it. I barely have a handle on things at WOU, how am I supposed to manage here? I guess I’m feeling culture shock because all I keep thinking about is home. It’s lonely here.

Perhaps it will get better with time?

 

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About Teiel Allen

I am a student at Western Oregon University with a dual major of Psychology and Anthropology- no minor. I am 25 years old, have two brothers, a father in the military, and a mother who is studying to be a family and relationships therapist.

3 thoughts on “First Few Days in Scotland

  1. Sounds like a horrid flight, I hope it doesn’t set the tone for the rest of your stay! I had a tough, and stressful first day in Barcelona as well, trying to connect with my friend so we could get on another flight to London. It was not fun… I never want to see that airport again.
    As for the sausage…. what’s with this weird European meat?! I love most of the food, especially the stuff my host mom makes but I’ve had some weird sausage at restaurants so far. I think from now on I may have to pass on the sausage :).
    Do they eat beans with breakfast in Scotland too, or is that just an English thing?

    • I hear great things about the London airport but I suppose not everyone’s experience is going to be exactly the same. I hated the Frankfurt airport. I’m so glad I won’t be going through there again.

      I have no idea. None of it seems to taste good except for the fish and that makes my stomach upset. Ah, you have a host family. I live by my lonesome in the dorm over here at Napier. Well, kinda. I have flatmates. I don’t see too much of them except for last nite.
      I have no idea to tell you the truth about the beans. Your guess is as good as mine.

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