Skye? Hi!

So I went to the Isle of Skye with the St. Andrews Philosophy Reading Party last weekend, and it was excellent. Unfortunately, I don't feel I have much to say about it, basically because a certain James has already said it all, with greater vividity and thoroughness than I suspect I could muster (and that may be the first time in my life I have spelt "thoroughness" correctly without assistance).

Still, I suppose I could just point out the two major points of departure between our experiences!

1) I went there and back via the minibus, rather than in Simon's car. This was probably a less exciting affair, as my inability to go for extended periods of time without filling my ears with music, and my tendency to get carsick if I tried to turn around to converse with the Americans behind me, combined to incline me towards listening to my iPod much of the way up. Of course, that was kinda awesome, because the music was great. Just felt a taaad anti-social.

2) Sadly I did not join Konrad's acclaimed car trip to Talisker Rock, as I was heartily losing a game of Munchkin when it began (fun fact for Munchkin aficionados!: during this game I reached level 7, but then lost to the Wright Brothers. Back to level 1! Awesome). I did, however, later join a six-person stroll to said rock, and encountered the returning Konrad-Car en route, plus one rambling Skorupski. It was bracing, but involved significantly fewer seaweed-swords. Took about 4 hours there and back.

All in all, an excellent time! Rocks, waters, foods, conversations, sheeps... All one could possibly want from life. Or five things one could possibly want from life, anyway.