Scottish invasion

It actually began on Friday, but now there are hundreds and hundreds of kilted men roaming Cardiff!

On the way to the bus station this morning, Helene and I saw three kilts with bagpipes walking towards St. Mary Street from the train station. It is all quite exciting and bustle-y in the city centre, but am attempting to be responsible and study instead of being sociable and meeting lovely, charming kilted chaps (although perhaps I will read in front of BBC1 for a little while). 3pm is the kick-off for Wales' Game 2 of Six Nations Rugby. Last weekend's opener against England was quite a tromping and Llandeilo was a sad place to watch since the English captain is from Llandeilo (many cries of, "traitor!") -- final score: 47 Eng-13 Wales. Wales were last year's Six Nations Champions.

FABulous weekend with Helene (even though she was seasonally snuffly and not feeling the pinnacle of health, she was quite brave to be sociable and outdoorsy):
cornbread (naturally) and dirty rice (why IS it called 'dirty'?) on Friday night followed by brief outing into Cathays' culture (innit?);
excursion to St. Fagan's yesterday, where we spent the day outdoors in the chill -- not really what sick people should be forced to do. Resourceful sickly people, however, are able to console themselves with handmade Welsh fudge. (Also, this was my first attempt at navigating local bus system, not brave enough to attempt alone. one should make note to one's self if one is catching a bus from St. Fagan's that time tables are meaningless -- a time listed merely signals general 15-minute window of time that the bus might decide to run. we missed the first bus back, because it was.... 10 MINUTES EARLY ??????? The only thing to do was have another pint and go to the stop 15 minutes early for the next one. I mean logically, of course. Bloody Welsh buses.);
Indian food and movie last night;
and delicious diner breakfast this morning (with black pudding (mmmmm!!!!!), which H was more than a bit leery of, but you just can't think too hard about these things and it will all be fine!).

Bizarre item in the Sunday Times:
"American immigration officials have arrested a Haitian woman after baggage screeners found a human head in her luggage at Fort Lauderdale airport in Florida. Myrlene Severe, 30, said the head was to ward off evil spirits." riiiiiiiiigggght.