First of all, I'm happy to announce that five of my six personal "new country" travel goals (Italy, Greece, Spain, Morocco, Scotland) have now been accomplished. (The only one I'm still missing is Croatia, which I've heard is fabulous.) I never would have gone these places if I didn't get it together and make them happen, but I did. Most of my travel wishes came true, plus some! Lesson: If you want something, MAKE IT HAPPEN.
Second of all, how to pronounce Edinburgh: Well, I remember once upon a time, in the days of yore, when I thought it was Ed-in-burg. I said that one time somewhere (pretty sure it was during the time I was doing my undergrad) and someone American laughed at me and said "No, it's Ed-in-burrow." So then I've been saying Ed-in-burrow. Well, in reality, here it sounds like Ed-in-burr-uh. Or, sometimes, just Ed-in-brah. Sooo now I know, and you do too.
Alright, let's get down to the real business of discussing my stay in Edinburgh.
Have you ever fallen in love at first sight? I mean, really. "Love at first sight," it's a thing of fairy tales and silly rom-coms starring ridiculously attractive airbrushed Hollywood people. It can't exist in real life, right?
WRONG. It can, and it does. And I am the victim of this coup de foudre (bolt of lightning), as we say en français. I, Katy Dubya, am in LOVE with Edinburgh. It hit me hard and fast, my friends. From the moment I stepped off my Ryanair flight (while chatting with a lovely native Edinburgher, a musician who'd played in Austin at SXSW) and breathed in the air, I knew I was going to love it. Even as my bus had to drop me off at a provisional stop due to construction, a stop which happened to be in a pitch black square, and I momentarily panicked due to the fact that my perfectly printed directions were now rendered useless, I knew I was going to love it.*
Weather: Famously sucktastic.
**While I drew encouragement from this homage to my homeland, it should be noted that I did not go to whatever fast food place this was promoting to seek out said Texan BBQ Supercharger, whatever that may be.
***However, with Paris I expected it. Perhaps one of the reasons this love for Edinburgh is so intense is because I hadn't really expected it.