During orientation for Edinburgh, one of the slides they showed while I was doodling away was about culture shock. Pretty much they told us all that we would fall in love with Edinburgh, and about a month in we would hate everything about it want to go home and this sucks and blah blah blah, before slowly coming to love and appreciate the city once more in a new way only living there can inspire.
Well, its over a month in and I still love Edinburgh. But, I am starting to feel a bit (dun, dun, dun) Homesick....well, not homesick per say. Homesickness to me is what you get in summer camp when all you want to do is curl up on the couch and watch TV with mommy and daddy-and nothing else that happens can distract you from that feeling, and its all you can concentrate on even though it is swim-time and you should be listening to your instructor teach you how to do the scissor kick. Thats not the feeling I have here. (Not that I ever got that feeling while in camp. Sorry Mom and Dad, love you, but we got to climb rock walls in camp and you can't do that in front of a TV.)
Right now its just silly moments occurring and me going "Oh, I wish so-and-so were here" or me telling stories about my family and wishing my friends could meet them, because meeting my family is like an entire chapter on why Andrea is as crazy and loud as she is. I do miss some things about home like burgers and days where it isn't raining, but I am more then capable of waiting for those things and putting them out of my mind. The family and friend thing is harder.
I don't know if it's because its of the "month in" thing or because the upcoming weekend made me realize how far from home I actually am. This weekend it's both my sister's birthday and the breast cancer walk. If I was at Brandeis right now, I would have been home for both these things because it is only a four hour drive and I would have had Thursday off anyway, so what does friday matter? Heck, it probably would have been my second time home because I would have come up two weeks before for Rosh Hashanah. But here, I don't have that option. It also doesn't help that this weekend I will be going to a home-stay so I will be spending time with another person's family. It will be fun, but certainly not the same :) Also, Mock Trial tournament stuff is coming up and I'm not there which is so frackin weird.
Huh, I just realized I have never gone more then two months without going home for some event or another. Oh man, true test of character coming up.
But seriously, I love you guys and I miss you.
Also, last weekend I went to Inverness and I never finished the post I wrote about it because frankly, the post itself was super boring and I couldn't really get down in words how awesome the highlands were so y'all are going to get a summery instead:
We saw some waterfalls that Queen Victoria liked. We got to see the Hogwarts Express go over a bridge. I lost my shoe in some mud. We got to play with sheepdog puppies, and I saw a cow stick out its tongue. I also made the mistake of making a "hat of shame" joke with the bus driver, when he had one on hand. We went on a whisky distillery tour. We hunted Nessy on Loch Ness, and by that I mean I sat in the saloon downstairs and drank hot chocolate. Then we explored some castle ruins before stopping for some breathtaking views of the hills. My guide wore a kilt the whole time :)
And now pictures!
If anyone wants to hear more about my jaunt up to the highlands, or you know- just want to chat: send me a Facebook message or an email or leave a comment. I miss y'all a lot :)
I am going to go try and find a Rock wall to climb now.
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