Kate and I managed to once more face an early day. This is tending to be a pattern but a worthwhile one at that. I was allowed to snooze around longer than Kate simply because she was meeting her neighbors for coffee and I forgot about the event. Oops, my major bad.
I did find the coordination to assemble myself in a timely enough manner to both meet the neighbors and have a lemon poppyseed muffin to boot. I do love that pastry. Something about muffins. I'm sure that I looked amusing to the family of four since I was stuffing a muffin in my face while explaining how Kate and I had met. Graceful as always.
My sit down with the neighbors was short lived because it was soon time to leave for Glasgow. Kate's father was kind enough to drive the both of us out there which is a good few hours of out his day. We arrived with some sunshine and scurried into the train station with about twenty minutes until departure. That's when I saw it, a long lost love. With time on my side I decided to treat myself to a meal that had long been missed, a whopper no mayo with cheese and a regular coke.
The wait was ridiculous and caused us to run to our platform. Luckily I recited the previous paragraph's last sentence so fast to the clerk that my order was placed without hesitation. American, I know all my fastfood orders by heart. I grabbed the bag and off Kate and I ran. We made it and I thoroughly enjoyed my burger on the train. Somehow the word puddle comes to mind. No clue why.
Right now where were we going? Well the title of this post should reveal that answer to anyone who's familiar with Scotland, however that covers almost none of you. Ayr is a humble town next to the sea that holds nothing touristic. Perfectly refreshing for this traveler. Kate and I were visiting her Auntie Lil and Uncle David for a night and they happen to live there. Bamn, story of why complete.
Once at the house we relaxed for awhile, after introductions of course. David and Lil were more than welcoming and I kept thanking them for having me. Honestly I've been so lucky to have met all these different people connected to Kate. They've all made me feel right at home which is both generous and reassuring. Damnit France I don't want to go back to you!
After some time of sipping coffee and skimming pages four of us minus Iain decided to take Heather on a walk by the beach. Heather is a manic dog who loves to bounce around and give kisses. Apparently I'm strange for loving dog slobber on my face while fussing over them. Must be an American thing.
The beach was an actual beach; it had sand. I had forgotten that sand existed seeing as Le Havre and Etretat define shore as stones. Sand was a friendly sight. It did started to drizzle a bit but it wouldn't be Scotland if it didn't rain some. I didn't mind at all, Normandy rain is less enjoyable.
While walking Heather we witnessed an interesting sight. Think team of mobsters beating the crap out of a sap who owes money but replace the humans with ducks. That pretty much describes it. We all watched from a bridge as a flock of mallards decided to drown another male duck. Disturbing, fascinating, and slightly hilarious all seem to fit the frame. Heather did break up the fight a bit (ducks fear swimming dogs) but that duck probably didn't see the dawn. Who knew that gangs of bullies existed in duck life? Probably a zoologist.
We all returned to the home and dried off before dinner which was delicious. Due to my no-so-healthy diet yesterday and the morning of I was seriously craving veg. My desires were met with bowls of steaming vegetables sided with chicken breast. Thank science, thank you science! I scarfed down broccoli, green beans, cauliflower, mini corn, and carrots. I just couldn't help myself. No one complained, after all everyone promotes veggies.
Afterwards Iain escorted Kate and me to a local pub for a quick drink. I had a beer (surprise surprise) by the name of Optimus Prime. I kid you not that was the name. It was a decent draft too; golden ale with a strong kick of flavor. The three of us talked over drinks before turning in for the night. Well not before we swung by Mickey D's for a late night snack. Audience you won't believe this but I didn't order anything. Uncanny I know.
Bed hit after we returned home. Technically I did sit in on some Whale Wars but felt myself drifting as the episode lulled on. I excused myself and fell into bed. Ayr had been wonderfully homely which was a need pace changer from playing tourist. I smiled and passed out into my manic dreams of nonsensical events. Regardless of where I go my sleep is always crazy.
Iain (Kate's cousin) picked us up from Ayr's station with relatively good timing
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