With a packed day in Perthshire already under my belt, I woke up early the next morning but ready for another busy day. This time, we were heading to the Trossachs. 

Birthday getaways are my mum's speciality. There I was, returned from the adventure of a lifetime in Africa thinking this summer's travels would be over until I left to study abroad, but surprise! Weekend trip to Bath for her birthday!  

It's exam season here at uni. My friends and I locked ourselves away in my room and revised until we had to go to our exam, in what has become known as The Spaceship Protocol. So named because during first semester, it was concluded that a trip into space was certainly doable since we were all collectively able to study in a confined space for over four days without wanting to commit homicide (a quality I look for in all my friends).

Depending on when this ridiculous protocol is instated, we can get a little stir crazy. On our maiden voyage, we were unable to venture out of the spaceship due to the returning wave of freshers flu that kindly paid a visit (bringing a wonderful dose of feverish insanity in its wake...) but this time around we were all in good health and our escapism took the form of a trip to Stirling Castle.