Premier Inn Aberdeen - Airport
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... was right even though the bus times were wrong. So we chatted away at the bus stop and on the bus. His name is Andres from Valenzuela, and he is a Master's student studying Oil tech. We exchanged some experiences from our home countries, and how we liked Scotland so far, and then exchanged numbers in an attempt to go on some trips around Scotland (especially the Highlands) before it gets to snowy. I was the one who initiated the number exchange. We rode the bus together until his ...
Friday's are my days to sleep in an hour longer than my other module (course) days. I still get my lectures and tutorials mixed up between days, but lets be real I only finished the second week of tutorials. It was a pretty boring day. We classified various business drivers in my International Business tutorial, which was entertaining. This is the only tutorial that i have the same tutor as the lecture for the module. The bonus is that he loves his job and is ...
... in Scotland, but it was truly a magical and unforgettable day. David and I will forever be grateful and can’t tell you enough what this unforgettable experience means to us.
Perhaps our only regret when it comes to this magical weekend is that we couldn't have every single one of our family and friends join us for our wedding ceremony. Your love and support means the world to us and we cannot wait to celebrate with all of you next Fall!!
Until next time, Bree and ...
We took Sarah and Alice to the airport in the morning. I felt a bit homesick when I posted Dad his card. I miss him. We had a drink and then headed to the seaside. We went to the amusement park with Debbie, a friend of mum's from when she was little. We played adventure golf. I lost my ball ....twice, and lost the game.
Later that day i played football with Stan, grandma's neighbour, and his little dog ...
... that it was easier to skate in them that take steps. It was ridiculous!
Once I was on the ice, everything I had learnt in Hobart came back to me and I was gliding across the ice like an ice...not princess...an ice...something a bit less than a princess.
This was until i forgot that I had a tow-pick and that if it touched the ice, I would have every chance of face planting.
And let me tell you.
It was not a fall to knees and then a little skid kind ...