Considering Edinburgh has a park like the Pentlands right at its doorstep, it’s actually ridiculous that it’s taken me this long to get down to it. It was a beautifully contrasty day of bright bright sunlight and a few puffy clouds—typical Edinburgh, really—and Jeremy and I went for an afternoon hike. Continue reading
The first time I went to North Berwick was two days after Christmas. I crashed my bike on the way to the train station. Continue reading
I was sitting at home trying to convince myself to get my lazy ass out of bed (unsuccessfully) when Katie called me and asked me if I wanted to go to Dean Village.
Sure! Continue reading
Okay like maybe that title is sliiiightly misleading.
But only slightly.
As many of you know, one of my best friends from Ottawa came to visit me this past week. This partnered with the fact that I live in this amazeballs city and that Halloween is one of my favourite times of the year made it pretty much the best week of my entire life. Continue reading
I don’t know. But I’m quickly becoming one of them :]
So what have I been up to these last few weeks while there’s been tumbleweeds blowing across my blog’s homepage? The answer is truly that I haven’t done much. Continue reading
It was an absolutely perfect day yesterday and why wouldn’t I want to wander around 70 acres of beautiful gardens??
Edinburgh’s Royal Botanic Garden is just over a half-hour walk north from my place through the swanky/posh neighbourhood of Stockbridge. I went there yesterday alone in the early afternoon. Continue reading
I don’t know if you’ve heard of it, but right beside Edinburgh (actually, kind of between it) there is a large hill called Arthur’s Seat. It is formed from part of an extinct volcano and is roughly 250m tall. Yesterday, I climbed it. Continue reading
There must be a grace period of a few weeks when you move in to a new town in which you’re allowed to play the stereotypical tourist and wander around famous spots with your mouth hanging open like some kind of simpleton with only enough brain capacity to operate a camera.
If there isn’t such a grace period, then please excuse my behaviour today. Continue reading
They say that a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. Or, the journey of a thousand kilometres begins with one missed flight connection... Nuance…
But, I can’t allow myself to complain despite the awful duration of the trip, because I’m about to fall into a well-deserved sleep in my cozy little dorm room in Edinburgh. And just so you know, this is the view from my window:
Goodnight, friends ❤