ALRIGHT. Today is Thursday, and despite yesterday's sad-ranting, I'm feeling pretty good about today. Despite the whole I've-been-in-a-foreign-country-for-2-months thing, I really haven't gotten homesick at all yet. That's what I'm chalking yesterday up to. I always thought that I was just one of those people who doesn't get homesick, and I still don't think I do, in the traditional sense of missing home and family. I miss my family and my friends, but I've never been one to let that get in the way of enjoying where I am. For me, homesickness is more missing have a place to curl up, where I can sleep and eat and not worry about where I'll go next. So it only makes sense that I would wait to feel homesick until I'm wandering a strange city by myself while lugging my heavy bags everywhere. ANYWAY, I just wanted to say that I feel a little better now.
To remind myself why I should feel even better, let's make a list of things that were great this week!
I went to Scotland! I've been dreaming about going to Scotland for my whole life. I went, and it was gorgeous. Maybe this is something stupid, but Scotland is both the romanticized, beautiful countryside, and a place where people actually live. I don't think I'd actually want to live in Scotland, but it was beautiful to be there for a while.
Irene. While in Edinburgh I met my Grandma's cousin, and she was wonderful. I'm so glad that it worked out.
Street-pipers. So, it's a tourist gimmick. That doesn't change the fact that we heard a piper playing the starwars theme song every morning on the bagpipes.
Traveling my way. This goes back to yesterday's post. Regardless of what one is supposed to do while traveling, it was really nice to be able to spend a few days my way. I went in to every museum I could find, got up at 6:30 every morning to wander and see the sunrise, (although the sun apparently doesn't come out from behind the clouds in Scotland), popped in to every store that I took a fancy to and had some rather lovely conversations with shop owners, played dress-up in Primark. (god, it was so hard to not buy things! Now I know what people are always talking about. If not for the fact that I can barely zip my suitcase already, I would have broken down for sure. Also, the 2-1 dollar-pound exchange rate. Yikes.) I ate what I wanted to eat, when I wanted to eat it, even when that meant bags of fruit and a package of biscuits from the local supermarket. When I got too cold to keep exploring, I spent hours curled up in the hostel on the internet (which, despite being in the middle of nowhere, was the best internet I've had in months), skyped with someone special, giggled with my german roommate, and read the book that I'd picked up at oxfam.
Looking at all of that, I'm realizing that I really have had a nice break so far. Even though I'm maybe not doing traveling the way that we're told we should, I'm enjoying myself, and that's what matters!
Free museums. All museums in Scotland are free. How awesome is that? We saw the National Gallery and the National Museum in Edinburgh, and in Aberdeen I went to the Art Gallery and the Maritime Museum.
Loch Ness. Yeah, that was cool. I'll be posting about this later this week on the travel blog. The view was breathtaking. I'm so glad that I took the time to go there.
Friends. The old ones that I've know for 7 years, that go on random trips to Edinburgh with me and don't complain about how the hostel that i picked smells; The ones that make an effort to keep me in the loop about what's going on at home; the ones that post funny facebook statuses that make me giggle when things seem to be falling apart (hey Ashely); the new ones that I'll never see again, who take time out of their day to show me around the local hangout, who give me food recommendations, and who chat with me for an hour on cold street corners- Amy and Carolina, if by chance you ever see this, thanks for making Inverness more fun!
My megabus experience. Taking the megabus is supposed to be a desperate last plan of the truly broke. Everything I've heard about it was negative. However, I wasn't going to turn down a cheap night route back to London from Scotland- I got a place to sleep for the night and a travelled 500 miles all in one go! The first couple of hours weren't too bad- the bus was pretty empty, which meant it was quiet enough to sleep. Then, we got to Glasgow. All of a sudden people started pouring on to the bus, including fussy children and noisy teenagers. I thought my night was going downhill. I prayed that no one would sit next to me. So when someone asked if the seat beside me was taken, I said goodbye to my legroom and moved my things, and ended up deep in conversation with a beautiful french boy for the next two hours. Things could have been much, much worse.
Blog possibilities. Even though I love my layout right now, I'm itching for change again. However, I'm thinking that it's time to really think about what I'm doing on the internet. My two year-blogiversary is coming up soon, and I've been thinking about what it is that I want to do with this site. Don't worry, I'm not thinking of disappearing; I just think that some change is in order :)