Inverurie--> Stavanger

Assalamu Alaikum,

So, today we woke up exceptionally early for a weekend. I finished doing laundry and packed our suitcases and woke up J. He had been up most of the night watching the All -Star Game. That is one thing he misses dearly; basketball.

We headed to the Aberdeen airport and made it with enough time to grab a huge breakfast at The Food Hub. It was a pretty nice area and they had a variety of foods, and it was not very expensive. After that, we headed to our gate, and made it just in time as they called up the passengers. We saw the plane and cracked up. Not only was it ancient, it was also tiny. A little bit bigger than the one we took initially from London, but still pretty small. And, the funniest part; the stairs to board the plane were held down with a rope tied straight to the propeller and wing. We wanted to take a picture of it, but thought better of it, especially since we were the first two people to board the plane.

After a short flight that ended in clapping from a pack of rowdy, young Americans, we reached Stavanger. I was glad to get away from them, as they seemed to be noisy everywhere they went. They totally fit the stereotype that most of the world has of us. Yuck.
We took a taxi to our hotel, and on the way we started looking around at all the familiar places. Unfortunately, things look extremely different when snow is involved, so we could hardly distinguish anything on the outskirts of the town. But, after we got into town, things started to look the same, and there was hardly any snow still intact. The lake from last time is right across our hotel this time. The hotel is a lot bigger, and the staff seems a lot more friendly and helpful.

J is snoring like a motorboat and I am getting pretty tired from lack of sleep last night. I will post again soon.

Peace.
Amna