We’ve finally been in the city long enough to have lazy
days. We’ve been jumping at any opportunity to do new things here, but it’s
been long enough we’ve ran through almost all the tourist destinations. While
it’s not as easy to find new things to do in Edinburgh, it is a comforting
feeling; it means I’m really settling down. This past weekend my roommates and
I took our first major side trip of the semester to the island of Madeira,
Portugal. We stayed for three days and had the time of our lives, but something
bizarre happened. On our flight back to Scotland, I began to feel considerably
home sick. It wasn’t necessarily a normal home sick feeling, like longing for
friends or family back home. When we landed, I realized that it was for my
place in Edinburgh. As soon as I could drop my bags, I felt at ease. It’s very
strange feeling at home so far away from home, but also what studying abroad is
about, I suppose. My little dorm is an official home away from home that I look
forward to returning to after a long day or travels, and my roommates are
quickly becoming a sort of family. It’s relieving to know I have this feeling
to come back to as I prepare for a whole slew of travels in the next two
months. Today, I packed for our weekend away and tomorrow I’ll be repacking for
St. Patty’s day in Ireland, then unpacking then packing for a week in Nice,
France. Edinburgh is now a place to stay grounded, so I don’t feel bad about
having lazy days anymore. It’s my second home.
 |
| Night in with the 'fam' |