Back to Living Again.

I forgot about this part…the one that includes fun and relaxation and friends. So very nice to be able to enjoy it, especially as the cold wafts in and we become more sedentary. The winters are made for cozy nights full of tea and games, and it’s wonderful to have that outlet way across the globe. And with such a nice group…

I went to the pub as planned last night for the Ricky Hatton fight, and because it was rather slow for a Saturday, I was able to take a gargoyle-perch on the sofa-back, directly in front of the screen. Despite Claire’s pressing need to to turn the channel back to MTV Base (gag), I was able to enjoy the whole thing, and yammered on with a friendly Australian visitor for the duration as we traded predictions and fight commentary. I love the ability of this sport to bring people together. There’s always someone coming up and starting conversation, but that’s what ya get when people are clobbering each other, I suppose.

Fight completed, the bloke invited me come over to meet his friends, and continued to buy pints throughout the night. Turns out he’s a wine merchant that just toured Europe, and considering his plans to hit Napa and Sonoma in the coming years, I gave him my contact so he might have a place to stay should he make it over to California. This is something that I see a lot of over here, and not very often in the States – the open-door welcome of linking up new friends from around the world and inviting them into one’s home. I hear the inside joke of the “American Offer” which entails a promise of refuge if ostensible foreign “friends” ever come to visit, but rarely are they often welcomed upon their arrival. I have been treated with such kindness and openness by so many in Scotland, it has only steeled my resolve to ensure the same treatment in my home should someone ever need it. In any event, we chatted within the group for quite a while, and in that all-too-common, small-town, Edinburgh way, it turns out that buca and the gang already knew one of them, and we all spent the rest of the night in our cups together when they showed up a little later. As is often the way at the Monkey, we stayed *way* after hours and made the most out of “clearing the taps” night. Oh, yes we did…

Had some nice, drunken late-night phone conversations with a couple lovely friends back home and woke up very late to create my newest culinary carb-filled feat of daring for gingiber and co. Whether it turned out well or not remains to be heard from long hours behind closed loo doors, but the time spent peeling potatoes was incredibly useful for clearing my still-drunken head and ruminating on the trespasses of the previous night.

If I may, however, extol the cookery virtues of the Ginge for a moment in this forum, I would like to state for the record: that was the *best* home-made cake I’ve ever had. And I learned what the hell Angelica really is. Yummy – and instructive, too!

After games, food, and good company, we retreated to bathe in the glow from the new, *massive* telly and a four-hour screening of The Two Towers, with a fire in the hearth, curled up cats everywhere you looked, incessant cups of warm tea, and lots of Ent action. Gotta love the Ents, man. There are very few better things than a Sunday spent like this, and to juxtapose a rowdy night out with a cozy evening in truly spans the gamut of the Good Life. I’m very pleased to have the opportunity to enjoy a little of both in between the madness of postgrad studies, and again I salute my new friends for being the wonders that they are.

In other news, take a look at this. The only rule is that you *must* read all the way through. You will die with a smile on your face…

3 Responses to “Back to Living Again.”

  1. blackthorne6 Says:
    December 14th, 2003 at 9:50 pm

    I hear the inside joke of the “American Offer” which entails a promise of refuge if ostensible foreign “friends” ever come to visit, but rarely are they often welcomed upon their arrival.
    You know,that's something that I have been pondering alot lately.
    I want to make our condo ready for a visit for someone,if a friend is passing through needs a place to stay.
    Rarely do people in my age bracket have a guest room,but I feel we can have this place made readily available if a guest stops by.
    I have been to europe,and do note the lack of hospitality that americans seem to have developed over time.
    I hope this is not a permenant trend..perhaps with the internet this will also change for the better.

  2. FunkyPlaid Says:
    December 15th, 2003 at 5:41 am

    Re: Yeah..
    Sounds like a good plan; a small drop of genuine in sea of bad U.S. reputation. I'm glad you have the means and desire to offer such things, and also glad you understand and have experienced what I was blabbing on about. 🙂

  3. shawree Says:
    December 15th, 2003 at 6:08 am

    Sound like a constructive weekend… 😉 Met <lj user="buca"> and Matt at the Monkey on Thursday night; would've been cool if you'd happened to be out too, though we definitely wouldn't have stayed after hours!

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