This morning I went to apply for my student visa for the UK. It was much less scary than I'd expected. The British consulate is in an office building on Wilshire and Barrington, on the 12th floor. I walked in and was greeted by the cutest old british man wearing a pocket watch I think. The room was about the size of a classroom with airport style seats and a row of windows at one end. The woman who took my application was also very cute and British, although less old. She was excited that I was going to Edinburgh and told me that I would love it. She also called me "dear"
I'm one more step closer to Scotland :)