Scotland: Edinburgh and Loch Lomond

For the last 4 days, I have been enjoying the beautiful land of the Scots.

My first night was spent in Edinburgh. we visited the castle, ate at grassmarket square, climbed Arthur’s seat, took a tour of parliament before finishing it all off with a city bus tour.

We didn’t go inside the castle and instead just walked around and visited the gift shop. We were all too hungry to stay in the castle for more than 10 minutes. I plan on visiting the castle when I return to Edinburgh.

The view from Arthur’s Seat was phenomenal. It was worth the climb, and the cold wind.

The city of Edinburgh was very beautiful and although I only spent 1 night there, I felt that I saw most of the things that I wanted to see.

We then went to Loch Lomond for 2 nights and stayed in a castle.

It was beautiful in the day but very very creepy at night time. Especially since there was no other properties in the area. We were completely surrounded by fields.

We then spent a day exploring and climbing the beautiful Ben Lomond. The climb was harder than Arthur’s feet and after 40 minutes I was ready to quit and return to the car.

Despite my laziness the view was worth it!

Top 3 things I enjoyed the most about my trip:

  1. The peace and quiet at our castle in Loch Lomond. It was lovely going to bed and hearing birds in the sky instead of drunk young people.
  2. How considerate Scottish drivers were compared to the ones in London. Everyone in Scotland seemed so polite and relaxed whilst driving, no road rage.
  3. Krispy Kreme doughnuts at the airport! I have been craving Krispy Kreme’s for over 3 weeks and I was finally able to buy some (4) at the airport. Do I regret eating so many doughnuts? No! Would I do it again? No! (To the doughnuts not to Scotland).

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Day 94: Mountains

I looked ahead at the high mountain that I did not want to climb. I was already exhausted from the walk around the castle and the royal mile. And the parliament tour had soured my mood. This was not what I wanted to be doing. I wanted to go back to the apartment and rest, but here I am.

I looked at it again, gave a heavy sigh and started the climb.

The first 5 minutes were okay, the mountain ahead looked smaller that I first anticipated. It was so beautiful and the rain had ceased and the sun was out. I began to get excitement about the challenge ahead, I was ready for it. I’ve climbed mountains before, and if I could endure it then I should be able to endure it now.

I walked by a beautiful lake and stopped to admire it. I continued on for another 5 minutes before the pain began. It was excruciating, my legs and thighs were sore and heavy. I was ready to turn back and never do this again. I continued on for another 8 minutes before needing to sit down on a rock by the path.

25 minutes and 3 breaks later, I was almost there, almost at the top. The path became more obscured and unclear. There was nothing but rocks around us, so close to the top and there was no way ahead. I knew I had to forge my own path ahead if I were to get to the top.

The next 10 minutes were hard but also fun. I could walk wherever I pleased, creating my own way, finding my own path.

Finally at the top, I could sit and relax. I’ve done it! I’ve conquered my mountain!

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