During my 7th grade year, on my spring break, I traveled to the United Kingdom.
I was primarily traveling to Aberdeen, Scotland, to visit my close friend's Scottish family. On the plane ride there, the first stop was in Paris, France. I did get to see the Eiffel Tower, but I was not able to go inside or get very close. It was magnificent though, even from a distance.. The second stop was in Aberdeen, although the trip to my friend's family was quite the ride. Everything was green and beautiful, even in the cold, cloudy climate. And every time I looked at the driver I scared myself a little bit since she wasn't on the side of the car I am used to seeing. The second we arrived at the house I was very warmly welcomed, even though the house itself was freezing cold inside. It might have just been because I was excited to be somewhere new, but everything in Europe seemed to be better than things in America. The food, people, sights, buildings, merchandise, pricing, and just, everything was better. Experiencing an entirely new place was breath-taking. On our first official day in Scotland, we visited a grand castle from the early 1700s. Everything inside was surprisingly nicely kept for it's age, and the architectural build was just phenomenal. The garden was also being treated and kept nicely, yet still seemed as if it was grown hundreds of years ago. Everything was a fantastic sight, and made me feel as if I was in that time period by the way everything looked around me. On the second day, we visited a more down-town area to go mall shopping, in which I blew about 350 of my 500 sterling. (The last being spent in various other shops) That entire trip took the whole day, just to end us up into a London hotel. We spent a few days traveling between hotels in London, visiting other cities around us, and even visiting the more Southern part of England. While doing that, I got to meet one of my most favorite of people, Daniel Howell. After spending a day in England, we spent our final morning in a bar in Wales. I was personally quite shocked that my friend and I were even allowed into the bar, until I was told that it was quite normal for Europe kids to drink alcohol, and considered unusual if they didn't. I personally was too frightened to drink any, so I only drank apple juice. When it was time to go back to the airport, we traveled all day back to Dundee, Scotland. This time, we stopped off in Ireland first, where I was able to visit some small places local to the airport, due to a 4 hour delay. Once I arrived home, although happy as I was to be seeing my own family again, I still felt as if everything in Europe was better. I would love to be able to go back one day to re-visit some of the places and actually spend longer to see more of everything. I still have about 7 pounds sterling with my today.
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