I will declare it now just to get it out the way:
I love Edinburgh.
James had to put up with me saying that over and over for four days straight, but in my defence I don’t understand why no one has told me how bloody lovely it is. It was a shock to the system. Imagine aliens visiting us and Area 51 are like ‘yeah, well, it’s no surprise’ but the rest of the world (other than those preparing for that day to come) are like ‘what?!?! Why didn’t we know?!’ and we would constantly look at each other, maybe nervous giggle – very English – and say ‘can you believe aliens are taking over the world? lol’.
That’s how I feel. How was this secret kept from me? lol.
Needless to say, I instantly felt at home there.
I have only edited my favourite photos of the trip so far, but I was never really going to write a post about my holiday anyway – yet here we are.
So just a quickie
We had the most gorgeous little apartment over looking Grassmarket and at the bottom of my newly favourite street in the world, Victoria Street. We bought some Scottish decorations for every Christmas here on out. Harry Potter is absolutely everywhere. Oh and the Christmas market is amazing, please let me go back at the start of pay day.
Then then then
As we were driving back home it was snowing and the mountains were blanketed, it was all so beautiful and I LOVE EDINBURGH! Bugger, I said it again. I’m sorry, it’s like an illness.
So that’s all for now. I just needed an outlet for this feeling.
And Merry Christmas!