Leaving the continent

Tonight I take a ferry to the UK. It's been a good run in continental Europe but it's time to move on. In fact it might be past time to move on since it appears I'm going to be short on time in Britain. Oh well.
And that is all that I wrote before I left. I realised I needed my phone to be not dead since that's where my ticket for the ferry was so I stopped writing to conserve battery. And then I never started again. The ferry had a tv with shows in english. It was very distracting.
So I made it to the UK. And have been doing the country on fast forward.  Today I'm in Inverness, heading to Edinburgh this afternoon.
And that is all that I wrote before I left. But this time I remembered to start again. I'm now on the bus to Edinburgh.
I don't know when I last wrote but I know it's been a long time. And if I go back and figure out where I left off I probably won't catch up to today. So instead we'll do this backwards and just go as far as I can be bothered in one go.
Today I had a wander around Inverness. Saw the biggest second hand bookstore in Scotland and decided that I might need to buy a new bag because I don't really have enough space for more books. Walked to the castle and the museum (which is closed on mondays so wasn't very exciting). Walked along the river to Ness island which is apparently home to bats and otters and deer but I didn't see any. Walked back along the river and past the old cathedral. Walked the other way along the river and sat for a while. Saw a seal swimming in the river. Went back to the hostel to phone Canada to sort out some student loan stuff (which was surprisingly easy and left me time to write some of this). And then caught a bus.
Yesterday I spent the morning on the bus from Glasgow and most of the evening sitting in my hostel planning which left only a couple of hours of walking around Inverness. The up side is that I now have accommodation and transport sorted for a whole week and won't have to do any more planning for... well, a few days.
Someone is spraying hairspray on my bus. Who uses hairspray on a bus? It's a bus. No one cares what your hair looks like.
And that is all that I wrote before my phone died.
So where was I? Glasgow. Glasgow was good but wet. I spent a fair among of time hiding in the Library and art gallery (which was the same place. The library was in the art gallery).
So the power outlet here is not working properly and my phone isn't charging right. Which means it's going to die again soon. And if that happens it will probably be days before I manage to post this so I'll just summarise a bit and finish this quickly.
Before Glasgow was York. Walled city, river, book store, seven hour bus ride.
Before York was Nottingham. Busy, castle, Robin Hood.
Before Nottingham was Cambridge (pretty with a side of snow) then the ferry (quite flash), Amsterdam (don't know how to summarise) and Rotterdam (Santa statue). And before that was Belgium which I'm pretty sure I already mentioned.
Ta da! Update complete.