Hurricane…Silent Disco…Flying Away

So, you probably all heard about the hurricane that decided to make its way up the east coast. This hurricane was named Irene and it caused a lot of additional trouble for people who were flying to and from the United States myself included. I had gotten into bed and was about to go to sleep when I heard the front door close and two of my flat mates’ doors close as well. I heard the doors open and close again and talking outside in the hallway. It did not sound like happy talking so I went out to see what was wrong. Three of my flat mates were supposed to fly out the next morning…all of their flights were canceled. One was able to get out early that morning but the rest had to wait until Wednesday the 31st. I checked my flight and it was canceled too…so the next day (or later that day depending on how you look at it) I went down to the airport and book a new flight. The earliest they could get me out was on Tuesday the 30th. I took the flight and hung out in the city a couple of extra days.

On my second to last night in Edinburgh, I went with a coworker of mine to what is called a ‘silent disco’. Here is how it works: Imagine going to a club with all your friends but instead of music being blared through the speakers you are given headphones that have multiple channels on them that you can flip through. A separate DJ controls each of channel, sometimes they play good stuff and sometimes they do not. So, your listening to music, dancing, and singing along when you look around and see others breaking out a moves that can’t possibly go with the song you’re listening to. If you take off your headphones off then all you hear are people dancing but there is no music to solve this issue you put your headphones back on and have a great time. The idea is odd but somehow in a bizarre way works in practice. It was a great time!!!

Currently, I am sitting in my dorm room which is mostly half unpacked boxes and my stuff spread all over the room. I am taking a break…mostly I just do not want to unpack. A large part of me is still in Scotland. I wake up and keep thinking: ‘why am I not walking down Cowgate or up to Bristow Square’. Right now, my heart and mind are in Scotland and body well it is back at school… Obviously, since I am back in the United States I arrived safely and without any problems. I ended up flying from Edinburgh to Amsterdam to Detroit to my final destination. I am back sort of…It’s going to take awhile to get used to being back.