My Trip To Scotland

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My Trip to Scotland
My trip to St. Andrews, Scotland, was an experience unlike any other experience in my life. Going, I didn’t know quite what to expect. I did expect Scottish life to be somewhat different. However, I was surprised at just how different it was.
I had many memorable experiences during my trip to Scotland. I loved just listening to the Scottish people talk; listening to their occasionally incomprehensible accents and their never-ending supply of wonderful tales was mesmerizing. I enjoyed the relaxed lifestyle and kind, fun-loving nature of the Scottish people. I adored the openness and unity in Scotland, and especially how I had to wait for pedestrians to get out of my way at the 1st and 18th holes of The Old Course before taking my next shot. I trembled on the edge of my seat while driving through little Scottish country towns, marked by their beauty and their simplicity, on a tiny road where certain accident seemed to await us at every turn. I was shocked that we, and our rental car, came back in one piece. However, of all of my memorable
moments in Scotland, one stands out in my memory as an unforgettable experience, an experience that truly expanded my horizons: playing golf at The Old Course at St. Andrews.
The Old Course at St. Andrews is the oldest golf course still being played today. It has played host to many important golf tournaments and the best golfers in history. Simply getting on the golf course to play required extreme cunning and scheming by my astute and determined father. After the lottery system, which determines who gets to play, turned out unsuccessful for our hopeful two-some, my father came up with a brilliant idea. He used his charm, his wit, and his “I want to take my son out for a good ol’ father and son golfing trip on the most historic golf course in the world” story to persuade the starter to squeeze us into a tee time. It was either that approach or the free Bo...