It was time to go home.
Our last day in Edinburgh was nothing fancy. Good times in the rain with good friends. This wee lass even got a kilt out of the deal. We ended the night in a pub, watching football and eating pub food. I couldn't have asked for a better, truly Scottish day.
Ye treated me well, Scotland.
This morning was a little more than somber. I was trying to keep it together, but I will admit that I lost it a couple of times on the plane. This experience has just been so incredible. I have learned so many things, met so many great friends, and been to so many outrageous places that I could not and would not trade this trip and its memories for anything in the world. I have loved every minute of it, and I know that London, Dublin, Edinburgh, and all the places in between are not places that I will be forgetting anytime soon.
I know, Edinburgh.
I'm getting misty-eyed just typing it!
I am glad to be home. I missed my family dearly and I was so excited to see them waiting for me at the gate. I gave them all their gifts already (except for dad, who conveniently exited the home so as to not have to help me with bags to visit a friend) and I loved being able to share that part of the trip with them. I'm home for now, but I know that some day my home will be somewhere else. And after this trip's adventures and the opportunities that I happened upon in London and Scotland, I have a pretty good idea of where that home will be.
Cheers! Chi mi a-rithist thu!
1 comment:
An appropriate cheers. Not goodbye. Just chi mi a-riist - see you later. So happy to have you home and glad you had this journey of a lifetime. You'll remember this trip with your two best friends forever. Love you, Mum.
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