It still feels like I'm on an extended vacation here, though I did have my graduate school induction, and I'll start classes on Tuesday. On Saturday I went out to St Andrews, which is an absolutely stunning, really small town. Their university may in fact be prettier than mine, so I'm slightly jealous. I saw the big, famous golf course too, but it was wasted on me. It looked like any other golf course to me, only with even more old white men than usual.

Today (Sunday), I went pony trekking in the Pentlands, an area just outside of Edinburgh proper. It was really beautiful. I rode an Exmoor pony and cantered through a copse of trees to the sound of a creek running nearby. How is this real life?! At one point, there was even a sheep following us, baaing and running alongside. I'm pretty sure I briefly became a Disney princess, even though I was soaking wet from the rain and covered in horse hair.

I have to confess that I'm insanely homesick though. I've been to a few of these freshers week events... and I've been the only postgrad every time, so people haven't been too interested in getting to know me. What the hell are my fellow postgrads doing all day? And why won't they invite me? Hopefully things will get better when class starts, because I am most definitely lonely right now. Also, poor as hell, because my loans still haven't gone through, so I'm pretty much living on cheap sandwiches until I get my money.