You’ll think its crazy, how I spent so much money to travel (my last Scotland trip), only to come back and tell you that the best part of my trip – was how I sat in a park for hours, doing nothing.
Or that the best part of my trip was how the streets smelled like coffee and echoed with music.
And I love how I got to hear the words ‘sandwich’ in 11 different accents.
And that two drunk strangers in Edinburgh asked me to click their picture on my camera.
The best part of my trip was not that sunset reflecting off the River Ness, and the sky turning blue and orange and pink and purple all at once, but that so many people stopped to notice.
And how there’s so much more that I can never put into words and how it has made me a better person.
But I know, you think I haven’t got my money’s worth, because when you ask me what I liked best, I won’t talk about scenic beauty in the Scottish Highlands or neo-gothic architecture in Edinburgh or big bathrooms or complimentary breakfasts. Or shopping.
But I don’t want to lie to you, so if you ask me what the best part of my trip was, and what I did there and why I liked it so much, I’ll just tell you the truth –
I don’t know!