Underrated Sleep.

I spent the day coming to the conclusion that "Sleep" is far to underrated. Everyone knows that you need plenty of "rest" but if you spend the day sleeping then it is widely considered a waste of the day. I went to sleep at 9pm last night and woke up at 8:30 for a true Scottish breakfast. After my eggs, ham, blood pudding, fruit pudding, toast, croissant, yogurt, coffee unfit for a vagrant, potato triangles, and hash browns, I promptly climbed back into bed. I awoke about half past three and spent the majority of the afternoon doing absolutely nothing. To many, I wasted the day. And after the jam packed last few I was in dire need of a good sleep and to me, I capitalized on a morning that presented no interruptions and no necessary prior obligations. I did not waste a moment.

Dinner was a chicken a bacon baguette that I had the fellow at the newsagent warm for me in an industrial sized oven. It was incredible and I foresee a few more trips up the road for such meals.

I met my first res. mate this evening. His name is Mustafa. He is originally from Turkey but has been living in Glasgow for the past nine years. He is living in res because he does not get along with his family. He is, however, a truly giving person and has offered me tea, oranges, beer, tea, a peach, more tea and his cellphone if I need it. He does not seem to comprehend the fact that anyone would not drink tea, but none the less I appreciate his kind nature. Mustafa is a barber in town and has offered to show me around after he gets off work tomorrow. He is taking aeronautical Eng. and wants to become a pilot. He is truly fascinated by my own flying experiences and of Canada in general. For the first person I met, he seems like a pretty good guy. We will see what tomorrow brings.