Brandon called me about half 10 and told me that we are going to the coast. I am all for spontaneous events such as these but I was still really tired. We were a group of 8 and took a train to a place called Lags. As we were going through the countryside it really started to resemble the Scotland that everyone thinks of. Sheep. Sheep. Green hills. And more sheep. When we got to Lags we decided to have some fish and chips and I thought it was good but everyone else seemed to not like it. Here are a couple of pictures of the coast line and where we walked around:
Near the middle of this long walkway we saw a massive church built in 1892. The lady inside the church was so friendly and helped us your the church and gave us some information about it.
We were all just enjoying the little sun we get and passed out on the lawn while watching a group of 30 wee laddies play football. We also came to the conclusion that no matter where you are kids will be kids and do stupid things.
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