On the way back photos

I took this little plan from Edinburgh to Dublin. It was like an hour flight. It was so small, my duffel bag did not fit in to the over head compartment.

This was on a vending machine at the airport. It says Cadbury sponsors the London Olympics. I saw a lot of this London Olympic symbol in the UK.

The little plane I took was Aer Lingus, but operated by Aer Arann.

Just as I took a picture like this when I landed in Scotland. This is my last picture of Scotland.

I guess this is actually the last picture.

At the airport in Dublin. Down this escalator is the US customs place. In this airport, I went through 2 security check-points, and one in Edinburgh... wow. I kept buying water, and then having to throw it away.I found 4 other nice Americans that were on my plane, they were all students at St. Andrews and going home to the US for the holidays. It was nice to complain to them about the hour it took to get into the airport. Then me and Sarah, one of the Americans were on the same flight to Chicago. She went to New Trier high school, Loyola's big rival. All of the Americans went to Starbucks. But them Sarah and I left fast because another girl said our gate was far away... it was!!! and, my duffel bag strap had broke and it was very heavy to carry, so I literally dragged it across the airport floor for what felt like miles. The gate was so far away and there were no carts around! My fingers started to hurt and I had to change my hand position many times. At one point, toward the beginning of our journey to our gate, I told Sarah I would meet her at our gate because we were getting a little nervous about getting to the gate quick enough. But, I was never far behind, and pasted her at the Customs area. Of course, we got to the gate with time to spare. Enough time to talk to two other women about Chicago, and get a coke and crisps (salt and vinegar, my favorite),and sit there and rest from my long trek.

Aer Lingus.... everything is green!

My dinner, even though it was not dinner time in Scotland, UK, Ireland, or the US.

I was very impressed that the meal came with water. I did not have to ask.

Aer Lingus is Ireland's international airlines, like, British Airways in England, and SAS in Scandinavia (what I flew on the way over).

I sat next to Sean. Notice the cardboard baby cot in the middle balk head.

We are over Greenland.

My breakfast. Dinner was great! But, breakfast was bad... a frozen scone. Very hard to spread butter on it. And again, it was not breakfast time anywhere I was coming from or going to.

Interesting utensil.

About to enter the US.

The route.

I do not understand why we were zig-zagging over Michigan. But, it was the path mom and I drove on our Upper Peninsula trip last year.

All of the stamps I got on my study abroad. Left, entering Edinburgh, right, to enter the airport in Dublin...I wanted more stamps. In Dublin the guy asked me how long I would be in Ireland, I said 3 hours, I was connecting flights. I thought the whole thing was dumb.

I really liked watching this screen.

Like I said, everything is green on this airline.

The Aer Lingus international arrival section had free carts. Elsewhere in O'Hare Airport carts are $3. Finally a cart!!! I grabbed one so fast, I was so happy. I looked all over the Dublin Airport, and only found them in the baggage claim area we had to go through. I got a cart there, but less then 100 yards away I had to give it up.

My cousin Sheridan. He and my mom picked me up from the airport.

On the way back, we stopped to get our Christmas tree. We go to the same place every year. I was very happy that my mom waited for me to come back to get a tree.

Sheridan had to get a little tree for his apartment. But, our big tree was on top of the car, and all my luggage was in the back... so Sheridan and the tree sat together.

Sheridan and I carrying our tree into the house.

My first meal back! A Chipotle burrito bowl for dinner!

Last week in St. Andrews

Sunday, the 12th, Megan and I walked along the Old Course. On Sundays, there is no golf played, and anyone can walk on it.

The Old Course is known for its big bunkers.

On Wednesday, I went to a pub quiz in town with Cathrine and her friend Rachael.

On Thursday, I took this picture on my way to the castle...

Part of the castle at the end of the road.

One of the rooms in the side of the entrance way.

The castle is right on the North Sea.

The Mine and Counter Mine under the castle. The enemy dug these to break down the castle walls... which I learned in my castles class. I am glad that bunker is there, or else I would have been crawling.

I almost did not fit though this hole with my backpack on.

Then I got up to the top of these steps and realized there was no exit, I had to turn around and go back though the creepy, dripping way I came.

In Archaeology on Thursday, we had snacks and drinks because it was our last class. This is a mince pie (they are seasonal and contain no meat, and are amazing). We also had red and white wine.

On Thursday, I had a good-bye party. We played shot (very small shot) chess with Cider.

Sam and I at my party.This is my favorite shirt Sam owns.

Cathrine (my academic mom and fellow cricketer) and me

On Friday I went to the Cathedral.

From St. Rule's Tower in the Cathedral, looking to the town. North Street to the right, South street to the left, and Market Street hidden in the middle of them.

The fishing part of St. Andrews, East Sands, and the pier.

DRA, are the white buildings way in the distance there.And, this is a zoomed in picture.

The stair case to get up to St. Rule's Tower. Apparently, the top of the Tower has the best view of St. Andrews.

Tommy Morris' grave.

St. Rule's Tower. Part of Saint Andrews bones were buried there at one point, but were stolen during the Reformation.

Friday. Megan and I go to the pier and do our own pier walk at the end of the sunset. (Dusk is around 4:30-5pm this time of year).

I of course wore my gown for the occasion.

I love this pic.

After the pier, Megan and I went to North Point Cafe for some hot coco, a snack, and some heat. I had "The Malteser."

Anastasia and I on the top of the double decker bus on the way back from town to DRA, friday night.

The 92 bus that I usually took to town and back.

On Saturday, Megan and I watched the sun rise over the town from West Sands, which is right next to the golf course. The movie "Chariots of Fire" was filmed on this beach, thus, me running on it.

One of the "golf streets" in the "golf area" of town. The Royal and Ancient Golf Club at the end of the road to the left. Straight ahead is the North Sea and to the left are all the golf shops.

Market Street. The main street in St. Andrews.

The West Port. One of the few surviving parts of the late medieval town (I think this was built in the early 1400s. On Saturday, the 17th, after the sunrise, I had breakfast with Naomi and Faye at West Port, the building to the left.Naomi and Faye left to go home after breakfast...sad!!!! Also, the pub quiz I went to on Wednesday is to the right.

The Scottish flag flying on top of The West Port.

Buchanan Gardens. The road DRA is on. This is looking in the direction of town. On the left are University sports fields most of the way until... (see the picture after the next one)...

DRA, the white buildings, and the football/other sports fields.

Buchanan Gardens splits right here. On the left, Doubledykes Road goes into Market Street, sort-of, the one on the right is Argyll Road and goes to South Street, among other options. There are lots of roundabouts. This street, that the two join together, is Hepburn Gardens. (then there is a little roundabout and split in the road, and to the right is Buchanan Gardens-which DRA is on).

On Saturday, after all my flatmates left, Kelsey and I went to the Cathedral.

Allen Robertson's grave. The inventor of golf!

I saw this picture on Wikipedia, and liked it, so I took my own.

It it really cool to walk though this structure (and scary to drive though)- kind of- narrow. The Cathedral is right to the left.

Sallies (St. Salvator's hall of residence) in-between the gates. Off of North Street. It is so close to everything, I really wanted to live here, but it was good that I did not live here; I had fun at DRA!!. Where Willis and Kate lived their first years at St. Andrews (NOT why I wanted to live here).

Butts wynd, I think one of the coolest areas in St. Andrews. Walked though it every Thursday on my way back from Archaeology class. Swallowgate- the Classics building- is at the end of this wynd, on The Scores (street). Cannot drive though it, it is blocked off.

The library. It was just redone, over the summer, and students still complain all the time about it. And, not just the ugliness of the building.

The path from the street to the library, the library is set back to the left, behind the white walled building. This path does not have a name, just a sign that says library and an arrow.

Muttoes Lane. Across the street from the library path. I used this cut through, from North Street to Market Street every day I was in town. This is the path with the little opening on Market Street that is so close to the walls, it looks like people are disappearing into the wall when they walk through it. This is were you usually felt that this town was really built for medieval people, and we are much bigger today then back then, and there are many more people in this town then what it was built for. Close to that small opening, you could always smell beer, and usually see kegs.

Near the end of Market Street.