Dilemma

This weekend has been a particularly long one. It all began on Friday at 5am. Just so my mother and me could get down to Stirling to cram in some shopping time.
Sad? Perhaps.
Worth it? Oh aye.
As a matter of fact I ended up spending the majority of my cash in my account on an assortment of clothes and various other accessories. Oops. Anyway, moving on...
So Saturday arrived when we trudged up to Stirling Uni to check it out. That was the main point of our little trip away; to sniff out the situation with the Uni and it's pretty bonnie, rather eco-friendly, campus. It is an extraordinary campus, with it's wide, open, tree-covered spaces and giant water-feature (well, loch) thrown in for good measure. Plus a castle situated just beyond this superb wildlife-magnet spot. And within this wonderfully nature-orientated campus, there are of course the Uni buildings. I swear to God that Stirling Uni has the best atrium ever. It had this kick ass shop which sold multi-coloured stethoscopes and tough-cuts! How awesome is that!? Well, for first aid obsessed, wanna-be medics, it is. Unfortunately the shop closed earlier than usual and I missed the opportunity to buy any uber cool medical equipment. Dammit.
Anyway, a part from the shop, exceptionally nice staff and students, and a refreshing campus environment, what else did this wonderful centre of education have to offer? Not including a Nursing course of high standards and reccomendations.
Well, to be honest, not much else.
The Stirling Uni Highland campus, on the other hand, is a different matter. In Inverness, there is yet another seemingly exceptional campus, with the latest equipment and up-to-date course materials. This is great. I also hear it has better dorm facilities (the ones in Stirling were kinda, well, grotty). It's a bonus. A definite plus is the fact that the people currently on my course in college are going to the Highland campus, so at least I'd know someone throughout my years of nurse training. Yet another major perk is the fact that in Inverness, there's a Red Cross group. And only 45 mins away from Inverness is my current (one day, old) Red Cross group. For me, this is a pretty awesome contributing factor! A close link to what I love in life is always good.
Inverness is also wonderfully close to good transport links, so nabbing a train journey to visit pals who have buggered off down to the central belt is never going to be too much of a problem.
So, let's narrow this down to a simple question - which University campus should I go to? Inverness? Stirling?
Stirling? Inverness?
Anyone got any answers for me?

On a completely unrelated topic, had another Moto X today. It feels like it's been far too long since my last Moto X experience. Of course, it was a busy one to welcome me back. I feel sorry for the new lassie we had today - she did so well to deal with the sudden influx of casualties we had. No joke, we arrived at the starting line of the race track and after literally two minutes a lad came off his bike and sprained his ankle. We had several shouts following this incident, a few of which were false alarms. Please, Moto X people, don't go waving those "Red Cross" flags and make us dash across open track mid-way through races to only go and tell us there's nothing wrong with the bloke at all. We make ourselves look like right numpties for no reason at all other wise, because we really can't run properly in steel-capped boots and with first aid kits slung over our shoulders. Plus we put ourselves in danger of being mowed over by other bikers.
So think before you beckon us over in all your infinite wisdom and concern.
Anyway, it was good fun, a good laugh towards the end. I think we gave a very warm welcome to our newbie lassie, despite teasing her and making her do the dirty work, a.k.a. filling out patient report forms (all in the nicest way possible of course!) Clearly we haven't put her off entirely because she's wanting to come back again! Which is just grand; it's always good to have an exrtra pair of hands available for Moto X, due to it's unpredictability. Some days can be so dull and slow-moving, others, like today, a bit more entertaining.