Took a bite out of some local culture today. Visited a local church (a baptist church), and heard some great words like Psalm 139. Also heard some great music like Hosanna, Beautiful One, Open the Eyes of my Heart, and closing with God of this City. After church was over, I was hungry, but before lunch my friend I was with found this quaint music store on this random street. It was really neat; kind of reminded me of a store at home. Then I got something to eat; Steak and Kidney pie, check. It wasn't bad, until I realized it was cold in the middle. What a bummer! :( Inu Bru, check. It's a local pop, soda, soft drink, whatever you want to call it. It has a unique flavor; one that is hard to describe, but if I had to, sort of a cross between orange soda and vanilla. It's pretty good actually! My friend actually wanted to get a hair cut, so we popped into The Thistles and she got a haircut. FYI, I got a 5 pound rain coat this morning before church! SHA-ZAM! After she got her hair cut, we ran across the street to find the right bus stop. When we were running across the street, my glasses flew off my face and landed on the road!!! Thank goodness for polycarbonate frames and lenses; they didn't break!!!
This is where it got interesting. We got on the number 54 bus (which was the same one we got on from the Uni). So we got on the bus, but I didn't recognize the route we went on. Turned out we actually went on the wrong bus! We actually reached the end of the route, and the driver told us to get off. I asked where the bus to the Uni was and he said to go to the post office and get on. Right then we were starting to get a bit ticked, so we walked to the post office. It was the same bus driver!!! So my friend and I were like "uh...why couldn't we have just stayed on the same bus." We got on the bus, and I pulled out my bus pass, but he said it wouldn't work and that I would have to pay extra to go to the Uni. I told him I had used it before to go to the Uni, but he kept insisting that I had to pay. My friend eventually paid for the both of us to get back on the bus, but he took us back to the Stirling Town Centre...after he said the bus ran to the Uni. So by then we were severely pissed and a bit cheated. After much deliberation I eventually ran across the street to an ATM (it wasn't a free-standing one!), flagged down a cab, and we took one home. Our fare was only 6.30, but I gave him 10 pounds and told him to just keep it.
Needless to say, I am swearing off buses for a while, but on the bright side I found a place to cash my remaining traveler's cheques!!! For the rest of the evening; Pub pop quiz at 8:00 tonight, but we're leaving early because I want to try some pub food! Class in the morning and evening tomorrow, yay. May try to sneak off after my morning class to get my cheques cashed, because I am severely low on pound cash. Coming up later this week; ISLE OF SKYE!!! People have told me it is beyond describable, and I simply cannot wait. Especially after a day like today...grrr on you rude bus driver! Ahh well, I suppose life goes on; at least I met some very nice locals at the church this morning. Both of them said that I had an accent....O_o right, I'm not in the US anymore. We probably sound strange to them as well. Ok, off to try my hand at pop culture and eat some yummy food. Cheers!
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