Autopilot: Flight mode

Reporting from the chilly outer realms of reality (more commonly known as Scotland)

I have since moved to Scotland, and I would be lying if I said that I'm not freaking out just a little. I'm anxiously waiting for university to start so I can regain normality, as at this present moment in time I feel a little spaced, a bit floaty-like.

It sounds pathetic but I miss Brussels already. Currently watching LOL (the original french version, the english one looks absolutely dreadful) to try and make myself feel like I'm back home. Between that and far too much Édith Piaf the burning desire to move to Paris may suddenly arise, despite the fact that I know fine rightly that I conjure up a romanticised fantasy concerning living on the quaint streets of la belle Paris. The United Kingdom never feels like Europe to me, and me oh my am I missing Europe already. I'm having horrendous doubts about leaving Brussels and I haven't even started university yet.

Aside from these thoughts I have had some wonderful days this past week! Several trips to Edinburgh with my parents may have contributed to the happy feeling.

My lovely parentals in the gorgeous Edinburgh

After having far too many coffee shop stops, we caught several shows and performances. A few of them weren't to my personal taste, but I absolutely adore seeing live performances, so they were all new experiences. (However I did sit through a solid hour of being intensely stared at during an insanely morbid one man show about how miserable, pathetic and ultimately useless life was due to the fact I was sitting directly in front of him) I did manage to see a musical performance of Dracula, and when I say I was enraptured I cannot begin to explain how amazing it was. For a lover of gothic literature, gore and musicals I have to say I was completely in my element. 10/10

The best platter I have eaten in quite a while

If you're ever in Edinburgh I highly recommend this little cafe, it sits in a little alleyway/alcove as you walk up from the train station to the royal mile. I had a delicious platter of humous, pitta bread, onions and salad, and as simple as that sounds it was truly scrumptious. A little pot of green tea added to the magic.

Train rides

I don't know why i like the above, it just reminds me of travelling and the feeling of contentment I get when I ride trains. They make me feel inexplicably calm. This was when I decided I looked like a zombie so I added a line of eyeliner to make me feel fierce. (So i transformed myself into a ferocious, flesh eating zombie instead of a weak one).

Boats

Not to make my face the central aspect to this post, I just thought this picture captured the way I feel on boats. I can't explain how alive I feel when I can't even stand up for being blown left, right and centre by the icy winds.

I already miss all of my friends, I feel quite empty without them. I wish I hadn't moved so early, as I barely got to say goodbye to quite a few of them. Christmas is a long way away.

Goofball

I couldn't resist adding this snap of mon petit ami at his finest, it just never fails to make me chortle, and the day it was taken was one of the best days. 

I'll take my leave for now, and post again with some snaps of Glaswegian life. I'm away to watch Lol and pretend I'm renting a Parisian apartment with white floors and white rugs.

Preface to a beginning

Long time no post.

Since my whole life is about to change drastically I thought I'd write a blog post seeing as I have essentially left my blog to become buried under three thousand feet of sand. I am ecstatic to say that I have finally finished secondary school (cue screams of delight and intense joy) and I earned the mark I was working furiously for. I also met my conditions for university so Psychology here I come!

What with moving to Scotland far sooner that I am mentally prepared for, everything is changing and the butterflies in my stomach have conveniently multiplied significantly. I cannot wait to start university, but I am absolutely terrified at the same time. I'm going to miss all my friends dearly, and starting anew will be difficult. However, I am determined to stay positive as this is a spectacular opportunity and I cannot wait to begin something completely unknown. I am so excited to move and experience new things!

So, what with enjoying my last week in Belgium and attempting (because I have barely started) to pack up all my belongings into suitcases, I feel very jumpy. Due to the fact that I have moved around a lot, my mind has come to detest suitcases, so the very thought of packing makes me sigh distastefully. I also can't really come to terms with the fact that I'll be moving away from home as my course doesn't actually start for quite a while. It also means that I have to limit my packing and leave behind some belongings (gracious, I'll have to cut down on shoes). It's becoming a gloomy affair, as I realised that everything I own is simply 'stuff'. I own quite a fair amount of clothes, but it's all quite meaningless really. I always feel that way when I'm travelling, that nothing really matters about from the passport, the ticket and the money. Everything else is irrelevant. I think that may be slightly pessimistic.

I've been doing a little travelling these past two weeks, and I thought I'd add a few snaps to show what I've been up to.

New Forest icecream

Being artsy on the beach with reverse dinosaur spines

Dorset beach 

6am lonely walk in the sunrise (camping is definitely not my thing)

the BEST BREAKFAST I HAVE EVER MADE (this is me preparing for the cafe I will own)

I made scones and we had an English high tea

I'm currently reading the Count of Monte Cristo (it's taking quite a while to read) and I absolutely adore it! I'm wrapped up in Dumas' world of deceit and murder.

Right I'm away to make mini apple crumbles for dessert tonight! Yes, I do always think about food. I really do want to own a café. It will be filled with avocados.