Hi, friends and family!
I am safely in St. Andrews, snacking on some clementines and cheese twists. Austin and I have spent the past two days recovering from a long 36 hours of travel. After a three-hour delay in Boston, five hours of sleeping in a terminal in Paris, misunderstanding a Scottish accent in customs, and a two-hour cab ride with a friendly local, we finally made it to our new residence halls.
So far, we've been to two Episcopal church services (Evensong last night and morning Eucharist today). They both used the KJV for scripture readings and Rite One for the liturgy, so we were happy, needless to say. Rite One seems especially fitting for the beautiful old churches and it has this little gem read before taking the Eucharist: "We are not worthy so much as to gather up the crumbs under thy Table. But thou art the same Lord whose property is always to have mercy." The church services were a great comfort because they felt very much like the services at home (minus the worship music!) and where they varied, I just had to follow along with the prayer book.
We also ordered beers in a pub for the first time, went grocery shopping, and explored the ruins of St. Andrews Cathedral. The cathedral was once the seat of the leading bishops in medieval Scotland, but has been in disrepair since the 16th Century. It has a long and tumultuous history, suffering a fire in the 1300's, and in the 1400's it was purged of all icons and altars after Scottish reformer John Knox preached what must have been a particularly inspiring sermon. Below are some pictures of the ruins, as well as some pictures of the coast of the North Sea.
As always, feel free to write me via email. I'd love to hear from home!