Now, it's not often I get visitors up here in Stirling. The effort required in getting to Scotland alone is enough to put most people off. To date, I've only managed to convince two of my friends from back home to come and visit me (and they travelled on an overnight coach from Victoria Bus Station - would not recommend).

However, this week, I was lucky enough to be visited by three family members! My grandparents and one of my aunts made the trek to Stirling to treat me to lunch. 

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.