Tiny pebbles slid out beneath my feet as my sneakers hammered into the rough terrain of the steep dirt path. My pulse pounded in my stinging ears as I roughly breathed in and out, puffs of air mingling with the chilling breeze of the morning air. It had taken an hour of wandering the streets of Edinburgh at 5:00 a.m. just to find the damn park; we were four college girls without a smart phone or a GPS—we were completely out of our element. Now, the 4:15 alarm and the mile extra we had walked getting here was all going to be for nothing if I didn’t make it up to the top of this damn hill before the sun rose. I couldn’t hear the steps of the others around me; all I could hear was the sound of my own panting and the thoughts running through my head, what…