"trees and cheap beer"

This is day three of my 2 week estonian adventure. So far i have seen alot of trees. I have to say that Estonia is the first plce i have traveled that i have felt most out of place. People stare here... They stare and they aren't afraid to look very obvious when they do. Its not a look of fear or anger but one of confusion. They seem to be confused about how and why i am in their country. We were in a shop yesterday and two boys were looking at me so hard they walked into a shelf and nearly knocked it over. They then ran out of the store and told their friends to come look at me. The friends did come lopok then ran away giggling. Maybe i had toilet paper stuck on my foot? I have started to consider handing out photos..

"maybe i do like pain..."

So i umm... well.. i got a tattoo.

It didnt hurt as much as i thought it would which was lovely indeed.

so...

So i am currently in Edinburgh. This past week has gone by so fast, but i supose vacation always goes by faster than you want it to. I thought it would be stranger roaming about the UK saying bye to people. Looking around and knowing i wont see these places in the near future. Yes, i know, I can come back. I will come back. But probably not for a while. Its just odd. Yadda yadda ya.

"my eyes are heavy"

So even though i picked a bad day to fly in ( day one of the G8 summit) i made it safely. I have never seen so many police outside an airport in my life. They had really big guns too. REALLY BIG! The customs people talked to me for about 20 mins, and i was the last person to exit form our flight. Yay. It probably wasnt a good idea to have put the wrong address on the customs form, but well.. i couldnt remember the right one.

"i can fly i can fly.. like a bird, like a bird"

Ryan Air
flight 63
Paris Beauvais - Glasgow Prestwick
Depart 10:10 ( france time)
Arrival 10:40 ( UK time)

If this plane crashes, i am dead

" Paris paris everywhere.. and not a drop to drink"

I woke up wednesday morning with the worst hangover ever. Two pitchers of margaritas, 4 glasses of wine, and a glass of balieys is possibly too much to drink the night before you plan on traveling in any fit shape the next day. Having puked 5 times i somehow managed to get out of the apartment in switzerland and with help stumble to the train station. I nearly passed out several time waiting for my connecting trian from Geneva, but somehow i made it. I slept most of the trip. So here i sit in the american library of paris pretending i still have a membership here so i can use the free internet. Its amazing how no one questions you if you just pretend you belong here. Paris has been rainy so far, but i like the rain so thats fine. I still need to figure out out how to decrease my luggage. It was nealy impossible to walk up the 5 flights of twirly stairs to my friends place. I am trying to live here with no money. Its bad enough i need to buy tickets for the metro etc etc. I dont think i can splurge on things like food. I havent even bought alcohol, and i think i will have to pass on this evenings plans of parties. But i shall enjoy myself...