My friend got a car!
It's a cute little red thing, with four doors. Yes, that's right, four!
I was almost jealous seeing as my ghetto cruiser that has been planted outside my parents house for the indefinite future only has two doors. But, I breathed easy when I found out the little gem here lacks power steering.
And while it may seem like this is a bargain seeing as my friend no longer needs to join a gym but simply attempt to parallel park once a day, I still feel the ghetto cruiser and I win out.
I already have a gym membership.
So off we go into the wilds of Scotland tomorrow for the weekend. I'm looking forward to the trip, however, I am still slightly panicked at the 'other side of the road' thing. Being a nervous side-seat driver, I intend to sit in the back, headphones tightly packed into my ears and strive to enjoy the passing countryside, highland cattle, and the other very Scottish things one would most likely see on a journey across the island.