Deep Fried Mars Bar

So sorry it's been a while, I got sort of caught up in Scotland and forgot to tell you all about it, which I will warn you may occasionally happen from time to time. Let me see, since I last left you, my group finally arrived and we were promptly whisked away to the Highlands (during the time we were supposed to enroll for classes, register, and go to fun Fresher's Week...not that I'm bitter or anything). It was incredible and I'm sure lots of pictures have been shared by now and you saw the endless rolling green hills, sheep, cows (pronounced coos), and general wonder that was the Highlands. There was much rain, but we stayed in cozy chalets with super warm fake fireplaces and, wait for it, satellite tv, which was much appreciated after long, fulfilling days of hiking and hearing Scottish myths from our very talented host Eddie Stiven (his wife also cooked two incredibly delicious meals a day for us 20 hooligans which was wonderful). We came back after what felt like a week at summer camp and then started the super stressful/confusing/challenging endeavor of trying to sign up for classes and get all our shit together.
It's been two weeks now and we're all successfully enrolled and registered. I'm taking a comparative lit class which is focused on heroic men, and since I am a huge Joseph Campbell nerd, it is right down my alley. I am also taking a television studies class which is incredible. The focus this semester is television in eighties, which I think is excellent, because for the most part, I don't really know that much about eighties shows, especially British eighties shows, which is the primary focus. So far we've watched Live Aid clips and terrible terrible British soaps Brookside and Eastenders, and I love it! I am taking two classes with my group too, Scottish Culture, and Scottish Theater, which we start tomorrow and is going to rock I'm pretty sure. I also joined the Film Society on campus and am psyched for that since they do weekly pub quizzes on movie trivia (score!) and weekly screenings as well (Rocky Horror here I come!).
I'm sure you're all dying to know about the title as well, and it is as disgusting and mouth-wateringly good as you're imagining. After a night of watching football at the pub last night (Manchester won, yay! Celtic lost, boo!) We decided we wanted something completely wrong and fattening, and so we found our way to the nearest chippie (take away joint where they fry pretty much everything on the menu) and asked for a round of deep fried Mars bars (they're like Milky Ways, only with the far superior UK chocolate) which are battered and deep fried so that they're crispy on the outside and gooey and warm caramel, chocolate and fluffy stuff on the inside. Basically they are the most ungodly, high calorie edible treat ever and we all just about died on the street. If you still don't get their allure, watch the latest episode of "How I Met Your Mother" online about the quest for the perfect burger, and I think you understand. Anyways, I actually have homework to do (shocking, I know) and I will catch you all later, but not as late as this time I hope.