The Potter Tour, or How I Became a Fan

In 1997, when Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone was released, my dear mother heard the words “witch” and “dark magic” and vowed her children would never read such horrible books. Thus, I grew up away from the fandom which gripped an era soon to be dubbed The Millennials. By high school, I had heard…

Speaking Scottish

They speak English in Scotland. Just to clarify. There is a native Scottish language: Gaelic. Not to be confused with the native Irish language: Gaelic. Hey, I said don’t be confused! The Irish one is pronounced GAY-lick, while the Scottish one is pronounced like a Bostonian saying “garlic,” and they are as different from each…

Driving Scotland, Manually

In Europe, people drive manual cars. In most of the world, it seems most of the people drive manual cars. Yet in America, if you know how to drive “stick,” you’re something of a novelty. Is America more advanced in the field of automobiles than the rest of the world? Does everyone else know something…

Welcome to *yawn* Scotland

I’ve been lazy. When I was staying on an isolated farm in Iceland, I found myself not writing as often because I lacked any kind of inspiration. I was bored, to put it bluntly, as hard as that may be to believe considering I was in a foreign country. Now, I once again find myself…