*sigh*

Me

It’s terrible how spoilt I’ve become. Oh, there’s another picturesque snow-capped hill in the distance. Hmmm, another rushing river disappearing between the boughs of trees silhouetted in white. Oh, not ANOTHER gorgeous castle overlooking a magnificent city.

Edinburgh Castle

River

Humour aside, the beauty never does end. Around every corner lies another aspect of this amazing country. And don’t even get me started on the Scottish accent! I think if a Scotsman proposed to me right this second I’d probably say yes (presuming he’s not wearing a kilt!!) – to get to live here would be amazing.

At the moment I am in York (I know, I know, it’s not quite in Scotland, but we only crossed the border late this afternoon, so I can still rave on about the Scots). It’s an amazing little town – fortified city walls and a massive church in the centre. Somewhat surprising, however, is the lack of night-life. At seven thirty we went off in search for a nice, cosy place to have dinner, only to find the vast selection was limited to a single pub/restaurant which was right next door to our hotel (where we started our chilly walk from).

Statue of Constantine in front of York Minster

Street in York

Oh, and that reminds me: the temperature is freezing. Toes, ears and nose suffer the worst, fingers as well if (like an idiot) you forget your gloves (as I tend to do).

Me in York

We left my brother in Edinburgh (he’s lame and has a job), but not before he managed to ‘discover’ that I narrate my life with little sounds (all lies, I tell you). If that is true (which it ISN’T), then it’s only because I realised early on in life that there’s no musical soundtrack to accompany me through events, so I have to make my own.

Moving swiftly on from that outrageous claim, I just realised it was Christmas yesterday and I never even made a post about it. Personally, I am not religious, but my family is, so I just go along with it. Besides, Christmas is more about being with your loved ones, and I can understand the importance of that.

The only thing missing from my Christmas was my brother and my kitten, both of which remained behind Cape Town. And then my friends, of course.

Anyway, tomorrow we’re heading back towards London, so it’ll be another boring day of amazing scenery. :)

written by  Brigid Jelsma on December 26, 2010 from York, United Kingdom
from the travel blog: Walk a little further to another plan
tagged UK
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