TRAVELS IN THE NORTH
STUDENTS BRAVE DELUGE TO TRAVEL FAR, WIDE

A LITTLE RAIN couldn't stop these hardy scholars. Despite a weekend of nonstop torrential downpours and heavy winds, defiant students braved the elements to enjoy a few days off and travel far and wide throughout the northern climes of these emerald isles.

Students Lauren Hicks and Chrissy Doughty took a long and tortuous trip across the choppy Irish Sea to Scotland in search of the fabled city of Glasgow. They laughed when asked if it was difficult to reach.

"We took a bus to a shuttle to a ferry to a bus to a train to get to Glasgow," Hicks explained. "Just getting there was the biggest adventure of them all."

"We took just about every mode of transportation possible to get there," nodded Chrissy Doughty. "Oh, except rocket. Or plane. Or hot air balloon. Or horse. Or bicycle. Or horse and buggy. Or camel. Or rickshaw. Yeah, it was good."

"Glasgow was beautiful and bustling," though, Hicks assured. "We went to the first frat house in Glasgow, only now it's a dance club."

"The problem was no-one in Scotland knew how to dance," Doughty sighed. "They don't know how here, either. Maybe in the whole U.K.!"

"But who's stereotyping?" added Hicks sheepishly.

Gonzaga student Cate Oliver, meanwhile, stayed in Northern Ireland, venturing up to the barren, windswept northern coast in search of the Giant's Causeway. The Causeway, a series of bewitching basalt columns formed in the mists of time, gave rise to ancient myths that the giant volcanic stones were the work of a terrible giant.

"It was amazing, besides the rain," Oliver recounted. "It rained the whole time until we got on the bus. It was slippery out there on the rocks-- I saw a few people eat it."

Did Oliver get a glimpse of the horrible stomping giant?

"I did," she said. "I shook his hand."

What did the mythical warrior look like? Was he bedecked in green, growling fiercely, tossing rocks about and letting loose terrible oaths?

"Actually," Oliver smiled, "He looked kinda like Darcy," referring to popular computer lab tech Darcy Caputo.

Caputo, suspiciously clad in green and towering over his computer, dismissed the whole thing, snorting "There is no giant."