Scotland: The Trip of My Dreams
At the end of 2017, I decided to essentially say “fuck it” and start doing the things I really wanted to do. The first step was getting my 200-hour yoga certification, which I did, and it was the most incredible experience. The second step was quitting the job I hated, the third was selling the house I wasn’t really ready to buy, and the fourth was moving back to my kind-of-sort-of hometown so that I could get the space I needed to think.
Then I decided it was time to go to the one place I’ve craved visiting more than anywhere else. Scotland. So I booked a cheap flight to Iceland and a quick flight from there to Scotland, talked both of my parents into going with me, and chose to have faith that the financial part of traveling would work itself out. It wasn’t a crazy expensive trip, but I don’t have a ton of money to spend on trips, so I wanted to keep the total low.
And I did. I got to see Iceland for a quick two days (no Northern Lights though *sob* ) and then I spent three magical days in Edinburgh, Scotland. The trip was far too short, but it was truly the trip of a lifetime for me. I got to see history and buildings that I’ve dreamed of. I breathed in the Scottish air and walked down the cobblestone streets that have seen so much. It was amazing and I can’t wait to go back.
I’m so glad I decided to go for it. I guess that’s the point of this post - I’m proud of myself for making it happen, simply because it made me happy. I’ve spent so many of my adult years thinking I couldn’t do the things I wanted to do because of money or work or fear. I’m so sick of letting those doubts rule my life. Scotland was and still is a big dream of mine - and I made it happen. That’s how I want to be about everything in my life: this blog, my writing, house training Artemis (lol please someone help me with this stubborn puppy), my savings accounts, etc, etc. You get what I’m saying.
Back to the trip though. My parents and I walked around Reykjavik, which was cool but I definitely would love to return to Iceland in the summer so I can go see all the waterfalls and glaciers and lagoons. And we walked around Edinburgh. In Edinburgh, we visited Edinburgh Castle, Holyroodhouse Palace, Victoria Street (which inspired Rowling’s Diagon Alley), stopped by Elephant House for breakfast (where Rowling went to write Harry Potter), ate in some amazing restaurants, one of which is haunted by the ghosts of hundreds of women who were burned for being witches, and explored the campus for Edinburgh University. It was the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen. I’m dying to visit in the future, hopefully 2020, and to head out to the Scottish Highlands and go hunting for the Loch Ness monster. Yes, I’m a believer.