It is hard to believe that this pile of forms and contracts and applications, which never seems to get any shorter in spite of the hours and hours of my precious Christmas vacation I have spent on it, will soon be signed, sealed, and delivered and I will have proven to the UK Border Agency that I am NOT a terrorist and they will have granted me admission into the land of Scots. Scotland. Yes, only one month from today my best friend and I will be boarding a transatlantic flight and embarking on what is sure to be a glorious, antics-filled adventure. Look out Aberdeen, here we come.
But first, about that visa application...
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