Americans really are lazy ;)

I have come to discover that the stereotype that Americans are overweight developed by the fact that Americans are overweight. Haha.  I'm not sure if it is because this town is composed of mostly twenty something students.  However, I only rarely see an overweight middle aged adult either.  But then again, I haven't gotten to visit any other areas yet, so perhaps it's because Scottish food isn't that appetizing and people stay hungry all day. 

I went to the Friday seminar again this week.  Justiss and I went to the wine reception that followed, where we met a few perception psychology students.  We tagged along to dinner with the lot of them too.  One of the girls, Carmen, ordered a noodle dish, that when brought out was actively moving.  The top was covered in what appeared to be ginger, however, it was fluttering around like a dish of butterflies.  So bizarre.

We went out to Aikmans/Cellar bar afterwards.  The bartenders are quite rude.  I will give them the benefit of the doubt.  They have to serve 18+ year olds.  That is understandably annoying.  I also understand that I look a lot younger than I am, so some bartenders may or not assume I am an annoying young person. HOWEVER, just because i am an American DOES NOT mean I am incapable of drinking.  I have been active in the art of drinking for 10+ years now, I know how it works. haha.  The point of that rant is the bartender at Cellar poured me a Japanese beer and told me to be careful because there is more yeast or something in the beer.  She looked straight at the British guy I was with and told him to watch me.  Seriously??? Bartenders do not work for tips here, so I guess they can be as abrasive as they like.  I was telling Ross (the guy whom was to "look after me") that I was not yet used to bartenders that did not squeeze their breasts together in an effort to get more tips.  He equated it to Coyote Ugly. Ugh the stereotypes perpetuated by bad American movies. 

Today I made my way through town to go read at the beach.  Along my way I took pictures so here they are:

 

The first couple are a few snaps of a garden I pass through sometimes on my trek back to  my housing. I have noticed how nice the flowers look. They are always so bright. Its amazing what a little rain does for plants. Poor Houston.































I just really liked this wall.  Some pop art poster and a fake Banksy doodle.
































This is Market Street.  It runs parallel betwen the two main streets of North and South.  Difficult to remember, eh?  I really like the way the roads are here.  The cobbles, and old chimmneies.  So quaint.
Even with all the old and dreary weather and colors, the doors always brighten
my day.

A view of the countryside from up by the ruins

I have more pictures to post.Ill post them when I get back from the pub! (Ill also hopefully learn how to post them correctly. I dont know why they end up so wonky) :)