After months of waiting to become a registered teacher in Scotland, I am not only proud to announce that I received my clearance for registration, but last week I landed myself a teaching job as well! I am beyond thrilled and so excited to start this new adventures! I was offered an 18 month temporary contract (which is a very common offer here in Scotland) while the current teacher is doing an 18 month Secondment.
I will be starting my post on 30 January teaching Primary 7 (US equivalent to 6th grade) at Royal High Primary School. One common teaching practice for primary teachers here in Scotland is for teachers to change stage levels (aka grade levels) every year. So, next year I will be assigned a different stage, but I am so happy to be starting off in Primary 7 (P7) as I love working with older students.
I also feel so fortunate because I have been able to be in contact with the Head Teacher (aka Principle), current P7 teacher that I’m replacing, and the other P7 teacher (called my stage partner) while awaiting my first day. The head teacher has been so encouraging towards me and has eased many of my insecurities regarding coming into the Scottish school system. This week I am tying up loose ends at my current job as I prepare to transition out, all while communicating and planning meetings with those from my new job to ensure a smooth transition.
An added bonus to this job is that Royal High Primary is located only a short 1.7miles from home (approx. 35min walk), as opposed to my current job which is 2.3 miles (50min walk) away. I will also be getting off of work the same time as my kids get off school, so I will be getting home much earlier than I am now. And lastly, but certainly not least, I will be making more money!
I feel so fortunate to have been offered this post! I also feel so grateful for the time that I’ve been able to work and serve on staff at Broughton High School as a school support assistant (SSA). My time as an SSA has afforded me so many great conversations and insights into the Scottish school system, and I have received loads of support from the staff regarding my pursuit to teach and interview for teaching jobs.
As Mark previous mentioned in our Summer Is Here blog, I thought I’d write a little update about my process of looking for a job.
When Mark and I were preparing for this journey across the Atlantic, we had decided that I would take a year off of working to help situate our kids into our new life in Scotland, all while applying for registration with the General Teaching Council of Scotland (GTCS), with the hope of being registered and ready to teach/supply teach (substitute teach) by fall of 2016. Well, the registration process with GTCS has been anything but speedy!
To sum up this process, let me just say that hindsight is 20/20, and if I could go back and start things sooner, I would! But, for now, I live in the present and have to wait.
So let me now explain my process (with the hope that this post might help some other California teacher pursue teaching in Scotland!)
Unlike in California, in order to substitute teach (or supply teach, as they call it in the UK), you have to be fully certified and registered with GTCS. In CA, all you need to substitute teach is 90 semester units at university under your belt and to pass a test (called the CBEST). However, due to the amazing maternity benefits this country offers, many supply positions are long-term jobs, sometimes upwards of a year; so, it makes sense that they want supply teachers to be highly qualified. Unfortunately for me, this means that substitute teaching is not an option until I complete registration.
I started filling out my registration paperwork in December 2015. All was going well until I hit the part of the paperwork that required a police certificate from my country. Although I am cleared to work full time in the UK through my visa, GTCS needed this certificate, which required me to get finger printed and all my info sent into the United States FBI. My first issue with this step was that there is literally only ONE person in all of Edinburgh (the capital of the country mind you) that does official fingerprints, and he lives about a 45 min bus ride away. So after setting up my appointment, getting finger printed, and mailing in my prints, the wait time with the FBI was estimated to be 13-15 weeks! Needless to say, I got my police certificate back in April 2016! Hindsight: If only I would have done this before we left the states; (1) it would’ve been a lot cheaper (it cost me £70 – roughly $100) to get my prints done, and (2) I could’ve submitted my completed application much sooner.
So, with my fingerprints in hand, I officially submitted my application to GTCS in April! However, a week later part of my application was returned because they needed more information…
In Scotland the grade levels are labeled a bit different from CA. For example, when Penelope started school this past year in October 2015 she was 5 years old and she started P1 (primary 1), which is equivalent to Kindergarten in the states. This school year she is in P2 (primary 2), which would be labeled as 1st grade in the states. There is also no “middle school” or “junior high” here. There is only two school levels – primary and secondary/high school. Things get a lot more confusing when it comes to labeling levels in secondary school, and I’m still trying to figure it out, so we will just leave that conversation for another day.
In California I have a K-12 Multiple Subject Credential, but that label does not necessarily translate in terms that are relevant to the Scots system, so GTCS asked me to get a formal letter from my university explaining in detail what ages, not grades levels, I am certified to teach and the details on the subject matters in which I am qualified. The letter took a few weeks to get completed after a few timed out conversations with my university and GTCS (which I am incredibly grateful to the time and effort made by National University’s credential office!), and I have to say, that after reading the details of the letter from NU, I was pleasantly surprised to see all that I was qualified to teach!
So where am I at in the process now, you may be asking?
After submitting all of the new information from NU, I was finally contacted that my application was under review on 19 Aug! However, although I was ecstatic to receive this email, with the email came more requests for information. The council informed me that although I have a teaching “credential” from the state of California, they are more concerned with the course work that I studied and not the certificates that I have earned…which I completely understand. So they requested detailed course descriptions and syllabi of some of my specific courses. Again, National University pulled through for me! After multiple phone calls, conference calls, and working with various departments and professors, I sent off the official letters to GTCS this morning (5 Sept)!
So the waiting resumes…
But in the mean time what are we going to do to generate income?
Because our timeline has been prolonged, I have not been able to jump into the teaching game as soon as we had hoped. We budgeted for my year off of work, but our first year abroad has come to a close (12 Sept). So, while I have been waiting and working with GTCS, I have also been tirelessly pursing a job that does not require registration (this effort deserves a blog of it’s own!); however, I am happy to announce that I was offered a position as a School Support Assistant at Broughton High School. This job entails working 34 hours a week in a variety of areas within the school: reception, attendance, administration, welfare (first aid), helping students and parents, and anything the staff needs. Although this is not a teaching post, I am very excited to be in a school, working around staff and students, and getting to know the school system a bit better. I have also been afforded a tutoring opportunity with Kip McGrath, a private tutoring company that focuses on math and English. As of right now I am tutoring a class of my own on Wednesdays and covering other classes as needed.
Because Mark has a some-what flexible study schedule, he will be able to walk the kids to and from school and take care of Markie during the day after he is finished with nursery. We are still trying to work out all the logistics, but we are feeling hopeful. Our needs are being provided for, and I am on my way to being able to teach in Scotland.
Leah and I have a pattern. Beginning nearly six years ago, we happened to birth a baby at every new stage of my education. In each case, both kids were born just one week before classes started (who cares, you don’t need sleep in a Masters program!). For the nine months prior to our move to Edinburgh we were certain that Leah was going to get pregnant or just have a miracle baby a week or so before I matriculated.
Though we didn’t have an actual baby, something else was birthed in our lives…my dissertation (they call it a “thesis” in the UK). The UK PhD system is beautiful for those who are ready to move directly into the writing process and avoid two more years of classes. This seemed the better option for me considering I had to rectify my teenage screw-ups by taking years of community college courses. In any case, the average U.S. PhD in Religious Studies / Biblical Studies is completed within 6-7 years whereas in the UK the program is designed for completion within 3-4 years. The UK has a high expectation of readiness for language skills in the field of biblical studies—typically, incoming students are required to have strong proficiency in Greek and Hebrew, and a healthy level of scholarly German, French, and Latin (or another biblical language) along with strong writing skills. During the application process I had to present a dissertation proposal along with my plan to execute that project. In the U.S., this part of the project is done only after the second year of classes are completed. So, to say that I hit the ground running when we got here is an understatement.
The project has in many ways been like a baby, needing my full attention and nurturing as I bring her to maturation. She has changed, and has changed me, so much in the six short months that she has been alive; and she continues to grow stronger and healthier each day. She regularly causes me to lose sleep, consuming my mind and testing my patience. However, I wouldn’t change my situation for anything. Over the next month, I will be wrapping up my first completed chapter and preparing for my boards (May 31st), where I will stand before five notable scholars to explain and defend my thesis (sweating bullets I’m sure!). This process is not an intimidation tactic, but rather a way to assess the student’s progress and to make sure the school is providing them the best representation possible (or so they say). My project, for example, has shifted so much attention to Roman Studies (Classics) and Numismatics (study of coins) that I may need to double dip by getting a secondary supervisor in Classics as well as Biblical Studies. This will be brought up at my evaluation and the board will help decide the best course of action. Still, a PhD student can fail the process and be recommended to change or rewrite their thesis (worst case scenario). So, the heat is still on and it is important to perform well. Therefore, over the next few weeks I will continue to strengthen my arguments and tidy up my languages. Though this process has been quite difficult I am thankful for this opportunity and look forward to watching my new baby develop into something beautiful.
In the next blog, I will elaborate more on my project and discuss some exciting opportunities I have coming up this summer.
As with anything there are two sides to the equation. In our last blog I wrote about some of the things we really LOVE about our new city and new life. But, not everything is always rosy. So, we thought we’d also go through a list of some of the things we not-so love about our new home. Enjoy!
We NOT-SO LOVE…
Walking – Although walking has amazing health benefits, it does fail when trying to get to places in a timely fashion. Walking requires much more planning and timing, which can be difficult when you have small children and things don’t always go according to plan. Also, with small children come little legs, which can’t endure as much walking as adults. We brought our sit-n-stand stroller (or buggy) from the states, but the wheels are not fit for cobblestone or the rough roads.
We’ve thought about buying a single buggy for the boy, but the cost is just not in our price range. The buggies here are insanely durable, constructed from kryptonite and Schwarzenegger’s sweat (to take on those cobblestones from hell!), rather than our cheap plastic California stroller. So, for now, we’ve chosen to invest our money in warm jackets, gloves, hats, and better footwear. Walking in rain hasn’t been too burdensome, but at times the wind is uncomfortably chilly and the ice is slippery, which is never any fun, but we are doing our best to trudge on.
Public Transportation – Although a great, faster (and warmer) alternative to walking, public transit still has its time constraints. A trip that could take 15 minutes in the car, may take 30 minutes and transferring between multiple buses. Again, it calls for greater planning, but most people sympathize when you are late somewhere due to bus delays since the system is used by so many.
Smoking – Everywhere you go the ever so disagreeable smell of cigarette (and sometimes something else) smoke graces your nostrils. With Mark’s asthma, this is especially frustrating and irritating. Before we left California, I remember Mark and I having a specific conversation about how it was such an oddity to see someone smoking in public. Not any more! It’s everywhere! I think the most frustrating situation is when someone is smoking at the bus stop or in front of a building entrance. There are no-smoking signs everywhere, so some folks will generously step aside, yet forgetting that the ever so gusty wind doesn’t care. End of rant.,,,
Lacking a Dryer – I have never liked air-drying clothes and have never had the need to do so unless the tag on my sweater called for it (and even then sometimes I didn’t listen). However, long are the days gone now when I would throw my clothes into the dryer to get them warm before I’d put them on or to freshen them up. Long are the days gone when after I washed a pair of pants they would shrink back up to their original size again and fit like new. Air-drying is the way of life now. No washing and wearing on the same day anymore, another task that causes more planning and thinking ahead. On the bright side, our electric bill is probably lower and our home smells of fresh laundry constantly (two things I don’t hate).
The Weather – This California girl misses the sunshine. Although the sun has been saying hello more now as of late, it is still not the same. Even though California is craving the rain (and soaking up the rain it has been receiving lately), I miss having more dry days than wet – especially when it comes to being able to play at the park. Also, the lack of sunlight effects the good ol’ production of Vitamin D. SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) is a real problem that presents itself, and we’ve been doing what we can to increase our vitamin intake and exposure to sun, but some days you just want to stay in bed, cuddle up, and watch Netflix all day. Motivation is a struggle as well, but our daily routine of taking the kids to school must go on. Mark must research, even if it’s in his pajamas on the couch!
So, with all that said, the grass isn’t always greener on the other side of the Atlantic pond, but we are learning to adjust, anticipating the spring, and are embracing the simple things of a slower paced life.
When you embark on a new journey, it is typical to do pre-research to prepare yourself for what you are about to encounter. Before moving to Edinburgh Mark spent countless hours on blog sites (it’s amazing the things people blog about!) trying to prepare our family for our new home in Edinburgh. Now that we’ve been here for roughly 6 months, I thought I’d throw together a little list of the things we love (so far) about our new home and city. Enjoy!
Walking – When we moved we did not bring our car with us. And, if you remember from our arrival story, driving here was not our best experience! So we’ve embraced the life of walking. Recently both Mark and I downloaded the Pacer App on our phones to start tracking our steps. We shoot for 10,000 steps a day. With our five-story stair climb and three walks to and from the kids’ school a day, we’ve found that hitting 6-7,000 steps is easy to do just by walking our way through our daily routine. On the weekends we have been trying to take some walking adventures; some Saturdays that may just be a walk into town to go to the store, or Penelope’s favorite walking place – Calton Hill. We also walk to church on Sundays (about a mile away), which takes us roughly 20-30 minutes because we often detour through London Road Gardens.
Public Transportation – On the same note, when we can’t or don’t want to walk, the public transit is great! With a very helpful app, it is so easy to navigate our way through the city. A few weeks ago we decided to take the tram just to see where we ended up, and low and behold we found the Saughton Skatepark. We also stumbled upon a great shopping center and found some much needed items at great prices. Our kids love the bus (much more than walking!) and get so excited when we tell them we are going for a ride.
History & Culture – Everywhere you go you will find some sort of monument or homage being paid to someone. I think I’ve spent more time on Wikipedia and Google since we’ve been here than I ever have before. The other day we found out the building we live in was built in the 1890s, Penelope and Markie’s school is the second oldest working primary school in Edinburgh, and Mark found out that one of his peers lives in the former flat of J.M. Barrie, author of Peter Pan. The stairs in our building are very worn in the middle of each step, and it’s hard not to think about all the people who walked up and down these stairs before us each time we walk them.
National Healthcare System (NHS) – With Mark’s Diabetes and Asthma, healthcare bills are something that have always been a part of our lives. Even with the good insurance we had before we left the states, we had been paying upwards of $5000 a year in deductibles, prescriptions, and co-pays. When we applied for our visa we were charged $1000 to pay into NHS for all four of us for four years! This was peanuts compared to what we were used to paying annually. So, like many who are skeptical of National healthcare, we were curious what kind of service was going to greet us. We have been amazed! Our Surgery Center (or GP’s office) is just up the road, and we have never had to wait more than 5 minutes – if that – when we have a scheduled appointment. We’ve had a few urgent care situations in which we were seen either the day of (within a few hours) or the next morning depending on the problem. Mark has already been referred to a specialist at the University of Edinburgh – one of the leading universities in medical studies. Also, all prescriptions are paid for through NHS, so you walk in, give them your script, and walk out with your meds in roughly 10 mins! I never realized how my awareness of medical fees was engrained in me until I got sick a month ago and waited as long as I could bare it before making an appointment. Mark had to remind me that through NHS that burden was something we no longer had to bare. (Unfortunately, we still have a few medical bills beckoning our attention back in the States from when Markie took a spill down the stairs weeks before we moved!)
These are just a few of the many things we love about city we now call home. There are many more facets that would make this blog terribly long, but as you continue to follow our journey we will continue to share all our new experiences with you.
The Lamas family has, for the first time, experienced Christmas in a foreign land, and without family or friends to celebrate the occasion. Every year during Christmas we would make the rounds to our parents’ houses. Because of our families situations, we had four to five places to go in under 48-hours with everyone vying for our time. This was often a stressful season for our family, but to say we’ve missed our families (even in light of the holiday stresses) this Christmas is an understatement. Thankfully, Leah and I have found a new joy in one another and our kids. We have loved the prospect of forging our own traditions as we mix things up from the past.
Unlike back home, our family uses the city bus system to get around. In most cases, I love using this system, which has alleviated much unnecessary stress from my life. Though, at times, there are drawbacks, and Christmas was no exception. Typically, I’d borrow a truck or strap a Christmas tree onto my Prius, but Edinburgh didn’t afford such luxury. Not only were we without a vehicle, but we were also not familiar enough with our neighborhood to track down a Christmas tree lot. Luckily, as we were out for our daily stroll, we stumbled across a small storefront, a little more than a mile away from our flat, which had Christmas trees for sale. Their selection was slim and the trees were small, but they were perfect for our 2-bedroom flat. We decided to get a 5-foot tree (opting out of the Charlie Brown size) that would fit in our foyer. However, as I said before, we had no car—and the bus doesn’t run from the store to our flat—and the only option was for me to carry the tree home. The trek back wasn’t fun, but after twenty-five minutes of stop and go we made it back. That night we dressed the tree with lights and ornaments, snuggled up, and drank some hot chocolate. The kids had a blast as we forged ahead, determined to make new memories.
Family members were itching to figure out the best route to send gifts to Markie and Penelope. Unfortunately, the post office is VERY expensive and most US retailers won’t ship to the UK without astronomical charges for shipping. Ultimately, it worked out where family members were able to put money into our American bank account so we could purchase gifts on their behalf. Though, it’s not the same, the kids still loved their gifts!
Also, Leah and I decided to get the kids fewer gifts than normal and invest the money from family into making more memories. Fortunately for us, living in the UK allows for affordable access to nearly all of Europe. So, for under $500, we were able to book a 5-day trip to Italy (4 people including flight and hotel costs!!). Leah and I thought building memories around the world would be a wonderful and lasting gift for our little family. We are looking forward to that trip at the end of February, and will be sure to share our experiences. Additionally, we gifted the kids with a year membership to the Edinburgh Zoo and Highland Wildlife Park (after two trips the membership pays for itself). So, on Christmas Eve we decided to visit the Zoo, and the kids fell in love. The zoo offered a full gamut of animals, and it was clean to boot. We are excited about the memories to be created, and we are thankful for family who gifted us and made it possible. We hope all our friends and family had a wonderful holiday as we certainly did.
Leah and I are not a sentimental people. We don’t care much for extravagant birthdays or anniversaries, and we are especially disinterested in the hoopla of the holidays. I never installed Christmas lights on our house and we’ve never had a real Christmas tree. Only since Mark and Penelope were born have we begun to dabble in the Christmas spirit, but only menially. So, to our surprise, the city of Edinburgh began to erect a Christmas village in the center of town shortly after Halloween.
Here, unlike America, Thanksgiving and Christmas don’t have to compete for airtime. It is Christmas 24/7 from November –December. The city goes all out; boasting a Ferris wheel that stretches to the sky, hundreds of vendors, two ice rinks, multiple kid’s carnivals, regular fireworks, and scores of live bands, dramas, and plays…and so much more! The smell of sizzling bratwursts, crepes, and Belgium hot chocolate are enough to bring a grown man to tears, how much more a child?! Since November, Christmas town has become a regular stop for our family, as the explorations seem endless—and our kids are enamored with the spectacle each time. We’ve come to love that our city is plastered with lights and marks of the Christmas spirit, a spirit that has helped mitigate some of our “bah-humbug” ethos (Dickens would be proud!). Though we miss friends and family, and wish we could share this experience, we have fallen in love with the liveliness of Edinburgh, and their enthusiastic attitude towards the Christmas season! Please, enjoy some of the photos and video attached below.
Poopy diapers and potty training is not typical conversation with doctoral supervisors, so I hear. Soon after deciding to pursue a PhD, a professor offered some valuable advice. He told me, “A supervisor’s character is just as important as their academic abilities.” So, while on the hunt for a suitable PhD program, I took his advice seriously. Each year, an annual meeting for Society of Biblical Literature (SBL) takes place in America. Often times, U.S. PhD applicants are encouraged to setup meetings with potential supervisors (especially, if their supervisor lives in another country) to discuss prospective projects. Usually, doctoral supervisors will only take one to two new students each year, so helping them associate a face with an application is important.
With the help of friends and professors, I was able to setup a few meetings with potential supervisors last year. Sadly, I was quite disappointed by all but one pre-arranged meeting. I came to realize that my field—like many in academia—was nothing short of a “pissing contest.” In fact, the experience rattled me to the point where I questioned pursuing a PhD at all (I am thankful for those who convinced me otherwise). At SBL, hundreds of seminars occur during overlapping times and on numbers of topics. I happened to stumble into a seminar (after my planned session had switched times) on the Gospels, with fifteen other people. One of those people was Professor Helen Bond. As I recognized her face, and was previously acquainted with her work, I stammered through our first conversation—a conversation, I am sure left no impact! However, I remember being impressed by her gentleness and kindness. I had already been convinced that she was a stellar scholar, but chatting briefly proved she was human as well. The other scholars I had met seemed consumed by their work and achievements (talking about themselves the whole time), and she just wanted to know, first, about me, then, about my work.
After returning from SBL, I had narrowed my search down to two potential supervisors. I spoke to several Professors at Fuller Seminary (where I received my MA) who knew Professor Bond; and her character was apparent as everyone spoke gold about her. Also, my friend (pastor and boss) David graduated with Professor Bond, who also studied with the renowned James D.G. Dunn—I didn’t think this a coincidence. I decided I wanted to study with her. So, we exchanged emails. She was a godsend throughout the whole application and proposal stage—correcting my work with gentleness, confidence, and expertise. I was happy to receive acceptance as one her students.
Currently, we meet every couple of weeks and each time I am encouraged that she’s not just invested in my work, but in me as a person. Much of the discussion in our last meeting consisted of potty training and family stories (family is far too neglected in academia). Working—over these last few months—with Professor Bond has further affirmed my suspicions about her…not only is she a star scholar, but also embodies a character of grace I have found in few. I am so thankful for her guidance and investment in me, and continue to look forward to the next three years studying under her supervision.
Steven’s face turned pale white and his heart beat was slow. As a PhD student, I enjoy the weekly pleasures of going to seminar. There are ten seminars every semester and they are designed for engagement with relevant topics in the field of Biblical Studies. Over half of these seminars bring world-leading scholars while the other sessions are devoted to third year PhD students, both of which present new research topics in the field. Students and staff are then able to engage with the presenter by asking questions and critiquing their lecture. Steven and I share an office space (sitting next to each), and he was the first person I found it quite easy to connect with at the University. In the hustle of academia’s aim at “put-together-ness,” he was a fresh breath of air. He is from California, talks skateboarding, plays guitar, sounds like a stoner, and wears Vans…my kind of guy! [Leah and I got to hang, talk about Edinburgh’s terrible Mexican food, and jam on guitar with him and his wife. They’re a blast!]
During my first week I was excited to attend seminar and get into the swing of things. I looked over at Steven and asked him, “Who’s up for this week’s seminar?” He laughed and said, “Me!” Being that it was the first seminar, nearly 60 people showed up (all students were invited to this one). Steven, by the advice of his wife, was dressed in some dapper (many layers) wear. Our meeting convened and Steven began. He did great! However, during the question and critique time Steven began to turn pale and sweat quite profusely. Some thought it was nerves and others thought the questions had stumped him. He suddenly stopped and said, “I’m sorry everyone, but I think I’m about to pass out.” Being the kind of guy Steven is most of the room began to laugh. However, I could see that he was really not doing well. So, in the middle of his lecture I ran over to him and was able to catch him before he passed out cold. He was unconscious for about ten seconds and incoherent for close to a minute. Once he regained consciousness I was able to help him get his blood sugar up and some food in his stomach. Many people don’t know that I worked in EMS for a few years. I was thankful I could use my training to help Steven. After the whole ordeal, one of the professors dubbed me, “On call” EMS at all future seminars. I gladly accepted the new title.
So much has happened over the last week that it is almost overwhelming thinking about where to start.
Our flight from LAX to London ended up only being 9 ½ hours (we were told it would be 10 ½!). Our flight left LA at 9:45pm Pacific Time, and we landed around 3:30pm European Time (7:30am Pacific Time). Both kids slept most of the trip, but we… did not!
Lesson learned: never underestimate the value of the neck pillow!
We stayed at the airport hotel for two nights, and we are so glad we did! We were allowed double the luggage on our LA flight, so we had to ship 4 of our bags via post while we were in London. This was so great because it made our check-in process so much easier than it was the first time (see picture! – it was as awful as it looks!)
Our second flight from London to Edinburgh was about an hour and the kids loved their little travel kits that they got from many of those who attended their birthday party before we left (thanks again!!).
Arriving in Edinburgh:
This day was CRAZY! We landed around 10am, then we rented a car – big mistake!! So stressful! Mark drove, on the left side of the road and the right side of the car.
Our first stop – McDonalds! We were starving and it was right by the airport. Next, we got SO lost! We didn’t have GPS because we couldn’t access our data on our phones, so we stopped at a literal castle (Craigmillar Castle) to get directions.
At the gift shop, there were two ladies that looked up directions for us and spent quite a bit of time explaining them to us, and, when all was said and done, they gave us a small atlas that we’re supposed to return to them sometimes in the next 3 years (Ha!). After we left the home of Mary Queen of Scots, we got lost again and ended up stumbling upon Mark’s school, New College, (another castle looking building) and he was able to get directions from the computer (not exactly the way he would first experience stepping on to campus). Then we, finally, got to our place and unloaded. We were exhausted and cranky to say the least. However, after driving around aimlessly trying to find our place, we then found ourselves driving around to find parking (which there was none!). SO … we decided to just go back to the airport (with the help of my atlas) and returned the car, give up on driving forever, and took a taxi back to our place. Kids slept the whole time until we had to get them out of the rental to catch the Taxi.
Lesson Learned: Never drive again the entire time we are here! Mark ended up telling his supervisor about our chaos driving; her response, “I’ve lived here 15 years and have never driven here!”
So how do we get around?
The Bus System:
The bus system is very well organized here. However, it did take us getting lost a few times, missing stops, and missing buses to begin to figure out the system. Mark got his cell phone service activated on day 2 here in the city, and the first thing we did was download the Lothian Bus mobile app, which is SO helpful! The kids are also loving taking the bus (especially because it means they don’t have to walk!), and their favorite place to sit is on the top deck, so they can see the city as we drive around.
Speaking of cell service…
Here in the UK you need crazy good credit in order to sign a contract with a cell phone provider. Because of this, most people here just purchase monthly service which runs around £25 (approx. $39) per phone – this includes a data plan. Mark was able to set up his phone and get a UK number, but unfortunately my phone is still locked up through AT&T – who told us it would be no problem to unlock online.
Lesson Learned: always go into the AT&T store to do anything!
Unfortunately, we don’t have the option now to go into the store, so we are still waiting on this process, which hopefully will be cleared up in a week.
Until then, Leah does have access to her phone using Wifi. The best way we’ve been communicating with our friends and family from the US is through WhatsApp and Facebook Messenger, both which are free!
Through WhatsApp we can call and text. Through Facebook Messenger we can call, message (text), and video chat. We encourage anyone to message us through either application! We love hearing from our friends and family! We have an 8 hour time difference, so just remember to mark it down on your world clock, or here’s a few ways to think about it:
Noon in California is 8pm in Scotland (we go to bed around 10 or 11pm)
Midnight in California is 8am in Scotland (we tend to wake up around 6 or 7am)
So feel free to contact us first thing when you wake up in the morning, at your lunch break, or, for you night owls, right before you go to bed (after 10pm).
We have been greeted by this city with the most beautiful weather!
It has been in the high 50’s – low 60’s – Fahrenheit that is – with only a few sprinkles of rain.
The biggest shock was on Mark’s first day of school when there was a random downpour on his walk home.
Lesson Learned: always check the forecast in the morning even if it looks sunny outside. Next purchase is to be umbrellas!
Housing Updated: We finally found a place to live! We move in October 1st, so stay tuned into the blog for all the details!