Other Americans in Scotland

I like to call them "The friends I haven't met yet."
Before I go on, I just want to say that I have incredible friends here. After having Isaac, I spent the summer here before returning to the states to go to school. My friends through me a surprise going away party.
After I had Aria, they brought me meals for two weeks. They don't begrudge giving me rides to things if they can, and in general are all the kinds of friends I know my mom would approve of. Godly women, who know how to laugh, have a good time, give good advice. They're really great, but American's living in Scotland are kindred spirits. See...Every American living in Scotland has one thing in common. We are all Americans LIVING in Scotland. We feel out of place in Scotland longing for the things we miss in America, but we no longer fit in in America because we LOVE Scotland, and when we're in the states, we don't feel home either, so we get together in the place we love and talk about all the things we love about America, and because the list is endless, we always have something to talk about.
Saturday I helped a friend out by taking her friend from America into Edinburgh and showing her the sites, and we had a brilliant time. I've never had more fun with a total stranger. We climbed all 287 steps to the top of the Walter Scott Monument, took a ghost tour of the vaults, saw Mary Kings close, had lunch at Gordons, saw the Castle, and St Giles Cathedral, and it was a brilliant day. I love that living here has given me the opportunity to belong 100% in the "American's Living in Scotland" Group.