Reporting in from across the Atlantic

Greetings from St. Andrews! 

After three days, three nights, three planes, three security checks, and three new stamps in my passport, I’m officially here!  The journey felt long at the time, but was altogether smooth and glitch free.  By far the wildest part of it all was the ride from the Glasgow airport to St. Andrews.  I had forgotten how Europeans drive… fast and furious.  Not to mention that here in Scotland they drive on the “proper” side of the road (as they like to call it), which simply added to the drama in my fatigued mind.    

But I am here and am settling in nicely.  St. Andrews is B.E.A.utiful - at least every nook and cranny that I’ll be spending all of my time in is beautiful.  The city dates back to the middle ages, with the oldest building owned by the university being from the early 1400’s. 
Imagine that.  The size is absolutely perfect.  Supposedly the entire city is approximately 15,000 people, but you would never guess it.  Everything I will need from now until the end of my time here is within a ten minute walk, on one of three streets.  Already I feel as if I’ve mastered the town shops and buildings, and it’s only been two full days.  

More pictures will come, but just to get your mouth watering…


Above is the view of one of the three streets from just outside my room.  It’s a very peaceful sight at night.

Below is just one of the side streets just about one block from my room.  Also, the last street before the North Sea. 



More to come.  But all is well in St. Andrews, Scotland tonight.