My weekend in Edinburgh Scotland began on Thursday. After waking up late and skipping my alarm for class before my toilet exploded I began to realize that maybe someone was trying to send me a sign. Like always I didn’t listen…. and thank god for that.
On Thursday morning around ten minutes before my 9 am class (which was around a thirty-minute bus drive across town), I woke in a good mood only to realize that I woke up late and was going to miss my class. I shot out of bed stumbling to my bathroom in a haste. Now, my bathroom is not communal, I am lucky enough to actually have a bathroom in my bedroom. However, my bathroom is around the size of a camper bathroom with the same capabilities. I can use the restroom take a shower and wash my hands without moving an inch.