A Universe Trapped in a Labyrinth

This is my boring and interesting and teenager life spanning from age 15 to 18 (May 2015-August 2018)
Within you'll find many re-inventions of myself, boy trouble, school trouble and life trouble. (Plus interesting bits I thought I would include as well).
Do you dare to enter the maze?


146. Edinburgh!!


Thursday 14th December 2017, 22:02, 

This week I had the chance to go to Edinburgh, my favourite place besides home, with my college. Therefore it was cheap and organised and I didn't have to worry or stress about anything, well besides actually getting to the train station with the snow. That's another thing, Britain hasn't seen a wealthy downpour of snow since 2010 so it was strange to wake up to pure whiteness. 

Anyway, so I spent the one and half hour journey to Edinburgh watching Stranger Things on my phone and reading. Also while chatting to friends and eating flapjacks. 

Then when we arrived in Edinburgh it felt like stepping from one home to another. I love how patriotic Edinburgh is and how bagpipes follow you all the way round and back again. We walked around, passing the Elephant House where JK Rowling wrote her masterpieces and then we went for bagels at Elephants and Bagels. It was a very passionate day about elephants okay. The atmosphere in the small cafe is nice, decorated in colourful elephantine memorabilia and kids pictures. 

We also visited the castle where I stared off at mountains and tried to name them, drawing on my creative genius to think of hiking trails and descriptions which I could put into my novels. I did this while everyone else took selfies, ah the difference in my brain to others.

After that we had a uni visit, which was alright but I didn't realise how different the uni systems are. I would be paying for it while Scottish students wouldn't and I would pay for four years instead of three. I love Scotland, I truly do but I don't think I love it that much to move up there just yet. Since I am also the last chick to fly the family home, I don't think my mother would be able to cope with it. 

Then there was the market, a sprawling mess of food and gifts. Bratwurst sausages sold from authentic German vendors with an authentic taste and delicious flavour was the highlight. As darkness fell on Edinburgh we walked round, taking thousands of photographs of the scenery over taking many photos of ourselves. 

I was sad to leave the place but I had to in the end. 

The train back was the same as the journey there, another episode of Stranger Things, finishing my book and chatting, except without the flapjacks this time. Darkness obscured everything and it looked like we traveled in a tunnel for one and a half hours. 

I would go back, when it's warmer and maybe I could venture up there on my own, when I'm older and I trust myself better. I'll save that for next year though, definitely. 



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