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.