I got to the station and found myself a bench between the two front doors of the ticket area so I wouldn't miss the rest of my party. I cept myself busy by thinking intensly of why the sun was so bright and why my head was so painful.
In the days before this trip the American girl of whom I am pals with, told me what her parents looked like and when they were walking around the city they were a dead give away as tourists due to their matching backpacks. So with time passing by, I started texting her asking her where she was. Before to long though I saw a couple who matched her discription of her parents. Not wanting to be that upserdly overly friendly kid from Boston, I desided not to say anything untill their daughter, my friend introduced me. But time kept passing by and she was no wheere in site even though I continued to recieve text messages saying that she was only minutes way. "Silly me I forgote to ask how many minutes." After about 45 minutes after her parents had arrived they came outside to where I was sitting and the mother of my friend was staring at me. Which is not that weird because me and her daughter have been her computer screen saver for the past month and a half. So she came up to my and said are you Schuyler?
I was like "oh ya you got me," so I introduced my self to them and started talking to them.
Before to long though my friend did show up with about a minute before the train was stated to depart. We got our tickets and got to the platform just in time to see our train leave. About ten minutes later though there was another train and we set off to Stirling.
After a half an hour train ride, where my punchuality was great fame by my friends very nice father. We arrived in Stirling to find a very unpopulated city compared with Edinburgh the capital that we just arrived from. We started our way up to Stirling Castle at the high point of the city, stopping at interesting looking buildings and structures on the way. We get into the veiw of the huge castle only to find a University rugby team practicing on the tarmack next to all the parked cars. We weived our way trough the cars so not to get in the way of what i hope was an informal practice and walked into the castle gates. My friend and myself did not need to by tickets for entery because we belong to the Scottish historic castle soceity due to our level of "coolness". However her parent are not part of this society, so we waited talking about how cool of people we are to eachother.
We walked around the castles many buildings and displays, most interesting of which was the Scottich millitary Displays, which contained all sorts of interesting millitary hardware. Also the Great hall where the Scottish royals hosted dinners and enterment, was quite interesting as well. After some time of this we took a tour to the Argyll house down the road. the Argyll house is a house that was owned by the ninth erl of Argyll I beleive, could be wrong. But it was a very cool house both is history and in structure.
After a long tour we made our way back into the middle of the city and desided that the Wallace monument was something best left for a later time and made our way back to the train station.
We arrived back in Edinburgh walked through the city for a bit and then parted ways. But on my way back to my flat I made a pit stop at a store to get a Rugby shirt for the Rugby game on the morrow. While buying a shirt for myself and a shirt for my flat mate I also noticed the kilts and bought one of those plus the sporran and chain. In for a penny in for a Pound as the people in the UK are supposed to say but I havn't heird It yet. The entire thing did not cost me that much due to the stores sale and the low quality of the kilt. But my pride of my purchase made me tell who ever I could reach on skype,cellphone and facebook. But I stopped after I talked to my father on skype while wearing my kilt and he told me that I didn't have to worry about becoming a nerd because I might have already gotten there.
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