the big purple adventure...

When I was a little girl I used to get rather excited about everything. My favorite color was purple. I loved Howie from the Backstreet Boys. My favorite food was my mom's potato casserole. I looked forward to picking out a tree with my dad for Christmas. I loved sleeping at my grandma, Gloria's, house, she always let me wear her button-up shirt covered with shoes. I enjoyed drawing, painting, and creating anything that came to my head. I looked up to my older brother and my best friend was my twin brother, whom I shared a room with from diaper stage to the "I'm too old and oh so mature" stage at age 6. 


Over the years some of these things have changed and some have remained the same. One thing that never changed was my sense of adventure. In my cute five year old, lisping, gap-toothed, grin I would call these various adventures, my big purple adventures. 


When we would go see my aunt Susie in a two hour drive, that would be a big purple adventure. When we went to DisneyLand, that was another. Heck, even when we had to go to the grocery store or to Wal-Mart, even those would be big purple adventures to me. 


About three days ago, I set out on my latest big purple adventure. I road in a few planes for a little over 9 hours. I sat in an airport for over 11 hours. I road on a bus for 2 hours through winding streets and countrysides with castles and loads of sheep grazing. I had finally arrived in Bangor, Wales- my home for the next 5 months. 

Some of the guys on our walk for lunch.
The beautiful hilly countryside in the background.

It is day three of my big purple adventure, and it seems like I have been here for so long. I love it here in Bangor, it is quite possibly the most beautiful place I have ever seen. The people here are better than most. They are friendly, inclusive, and let me tell you that they know how to have a good time ;) My 7 flatmates have taken me in like a sister. They have shared their kitchen things, their stories, and their sweet accents. 

A view from the pier, that is a bay of the Atlantic Ocean,
and yeah those are large hills in the background,
 and sailboats in the water.

It is rather hard trying to describe all of the new things that I have seen and tasted. The first night we were here, we went out to a pub (which is typical for the Welsh people). I had a really great pear cider. It was fantastic. 

Rachel, Elizabeth, and Me at the Fat Cat Club

Yesterday, we went out and bought groceries at the supermarket, and I started the transition of getting used to their types of foods. The food is rather similar, there are just different brands and a few new things that they really enjoy. We went out to another pub for lunch called Yates. A few friends and I decided that we would try and experience the new food. So we got the famous "bangers and mash." Example below...

Bangers and Mash

 It was the most delicious sausage and potatoes that I have ever had. Mmm. 


There will be plenty of stories of my other big purple adventures to come...