Bonnie ol' Scotland

Hello to you, hello to you.
I know, I know. Everyone was expecting at least one blog post for every day that I was away on holiday. I was one of the people who thought that would be the case. After all, it was supposed to be my happy snowy Christmas getaway. And it was! The last three weeks of my life have been brilliant. Don’t let the lack of posts make you think otherwise. It’s just that while I was there, all my spare internet time and writing prowess got spent on writing super long mails to my super awesome Diaryface and my equally awesome hoity-toity baby boy T. (Teehee. I have never called him that, ever. I totally just came up with it right now while typing. Not the term ‘baby boy T’, the hoity-toity prefix. I think I’ll keep it.) So then I thought I’d do one big post about the whole holiday once I’m back – which is what I’m doing.

My holiday was superb in the sense that I couldn’t have asked for anything more to happen. I had a white Christmas for the first time, complete with stockings over the fireplace and a ceiling to floor tree with the biggest pile of presents under it that I have ever seen. New years too was awesome with the fireworks display at midnight and the champagne induced giggliness after, but later I saw pictures on Facebook of the party my friends had and I got so homesick that I was physically ill! However, other than that, the vacation consisted of lots of sightseeing, snow angels, sampling of new things, traveling, shopping, movie watching and picture taking. My camera Rose Red was most excited and went clickety-click at everything in sight.

I met some really nice people, with whom I had some really nice conversations. I found the yummiest cutest baby whom I wanted to put in my big bag and bring back with me. I saw some marvelous buildings which quite literally took my breath away. I sampled things that I had never before, like Haggis (YUCK). I shopped like I have never done before and bought clothes like never before. I went off on my own for a day, which for someone like me is a huge thing. I don’t like doing things alone and I need company in everything I do – someone to pass comments to, to experience with. The only thing I can do on my own and enjoy it thoroughly is WALK, and even for that I need music to accompany me. I made snowmen and snowangels. I cut a lot of vegetables. I watched a lot of movies. I went for a cruise around the Loch Ness. I ice skated and fell flat on me arse, but it was worth every minute!

The holiday gave me a lot of things. It gave me exposure to a different country and a different type of people. It also truly made me believe that I should take up landscape photography seriously because, at the risk of sounding vain, I think I’m really good at it. This opinion is shared by my event manager cum photographer best friend, David “giggling idiot” Selvam, so I know I’m not imagining it. Maybe as a profession, maybe not. But I think I should hone the skill. The holiday has no doubt given me a lot more than what I have mentioned – the effects of which I may not feel immediately and will probably feel as more time goes by. But even then, it has been an experience like none other.

PS. The accompanying picture is a view from the ferris wheel at the Edinburgh Winter Wonderland. On the right, it captures one of the main streets of Edinburgh, the Prince’s Street. But the picture was mainly taken for Kyra and her fascination with twinkly lights in trees.