You can't make this crap up.

I thought today was going to be relatively simple and uneventful. Boy, was I wrong. We caught a bus at 9 to take into Inverness but we were going to stop along the way at the Loch Ness exhibition center. The bus was pretty empty when we got on so we took seats in separate rows. As we continued on our journey, more people joined the bus but it still remained pretty empty. At one point, a man came from the back of the bus and sat next to me. I assumed he was getting off at the next stop and just wanted to move closer to the front. However, nothing ever works out like that for me. Instead, the man starts trying to carry on a conversation with me but has too thick of a Spanish or French accent for me to understand and is WAY BEYOND CREEPY. He just started asking me all these random questions. It would have been one thing to small talk if he was forced to sit with me because the bus was full but there were two empty rows of seats behind me. I was trapped in the window seat and was praying that our stop would get there as soon as possible. I would answer his questions with short responses in attempt to convey that I did not want to talk to him. Unfortunately, he continued his creepiness by asking even more questions. Trust me, it wasn't friendly small talk. As soon as we got off the bus I started freaking out about how creepy that was and whatwas going on. I decided that he was my version of the "M'exusie" guy from Eurotrip. Kelley just snickered and laughed and my awkwardness. We spent a bit of time at the exhibition center and then caught another bus to Inverness. But once again Lady Luck was not on our side when it came time for the bus ride. Behind us, a guy started puking. Yep, puking. Fortunately, he had a plastic bag but the sound of vomiting does not exactly make me or Kelley feel any better so it was all we could do to not lose our breakfast. Finally, we made it to Inverness and grabbed a quick bite for lunch and then caught a bus to catch our boat to tour Loch Ness. Kelley wanted to be outside for the boat ride but I insisted on staying inside (where there was still a good view and it was warmer and dry). Kelley had a lot of fun out on the bow getting splashed by the waves as everyone "ohhh'd" at the big ones. By the end of the boat ride, Kelley was pretty drenched. We docked at Urquhart Castle which was pretty cool because it was in ruins. The previous "owners" destroyed it when they left so that no one else could use it as a stronghold since it was at a very strategic location. We then took a bus back to Inverness where we learned that highland cows helped create longhorns. We also learned the origin of Chilsom trail (can't remember all the details). We had time to kill when we got back to Inverness so we went on the hunt for dinner. Unfortunately, everything closes early and it didn't help that it was a Sunday so our choices were limited. We found a Chinese restaurant and figured what the hey. We got our food to go because it was take out only and they neglected to give us forks and they charged for chopsticks. So we had our food with us for almost two hours while we waited for our bus and took the bus back to our hostel. It was very frustrating. Kelley scarfed down her curry when we returned where I had issues with my lemon chicken. It was almost in a glaze of lemon, sweet and not tangy, there were chunks of what appeared to be pineapple, and the chicken was fried funky. It was awful. I wasted my money on something I couldn't stomach. Fortunately, that is only the second time it has happened to me this trip, not just because I'm a picky eater but I have a sensitive stomach. So I spent 50 pence and bought two farm eggs from the hostel and made me some scrambled eggs which were 20x better than that lemon chicken. I guess I get to play it safe from now on. Anyways, tomorrow we are on another long bus journey to Edinburgh. So wish us luck with no creepy men, drunk women, or pukers.