Two weeks ago, I travelled to Scotland for a long-weekend trip with my boyfriend. First we went to Ayr for one of his friend’s beautiful wedding, then we passed through Glasgow to meet up with my best girlfriends from uni, and at last we revisited Edinburgh - the city where we first met five years ago.
- Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us - Oscar Wilde -
Edinburgh, Scotland was my first home away from home. I was 19 years old when I came here to study my four years undergraduate programme at The University of Edinburgh, and I was completely unfamiliar with the country, the culture and the whole notion of living by myself. I remember so well arriving at my dorm in Warrender Park Crescent with my 80kg suitcases, unpacking my bags and finding the rice cooker that my mom had secretly force-packed because she was afraid I wouldn’t know how to feed myself otherwise (typical Asian moms). Luckily for both of us, I’ve come a long way since then.
Being kicked outside my comfort zone and left with my own devices, I developed as a person. I met people, went places and experienced things that literally changed my life. I have so many wonderful memories from my time in this city… no wonder why I cried my eyes out on the day I left. But looking at the bright side, goodbye doesn’t mean forever.
I’ve been back twice since I officially moved from Edinburgh. Last time was one year ago for my graduation ceremony, and this time I was back as an alumnus. It was bittersweet. I felt like an old soul walking around campus, reminiscing about the good old days… and deep inside, kind of wished I could go back in time only for a split second to relive some of my favourite moments as an Edinburgh student. It seems like feeling nostalgic about my past will forever haunt me, but nevertheless it was the loveliest weekend. I got to spend three days living with my old flatmate in Marchmont and it kind of felt like nothing had changed after-all.
Wedding in Ayr
Apart from nostalgic moments time in Edinburgh, I just wanted to quickly mention the wedding… I mean, how beautiful and I’m so happy for the newlyweds. The venue, Brig O’Doon House, was situated next to the River Doon and the sun was shining despite forecasted rain. Perfect day. I have never been to Ayr before, so it was really nice to get the opportunity to explore a new place in Scotland as well. I also loved seeing Rickie reunited with all his schoolmates that he has known since he was 11 years old - and see how close they are to each other, still after so many years. Good friendships are everything.
Weddings are seriously my favourite type of celebration. I especially love it when it’s quite small and intimate, contra those typical Asian weddings where there are 600 guests and 500 of them are your parent’s friends, heh. Although my own wedding is most likely another few years down the road, I’m so glad we get to celebrate our friends’ meanwhile. Looking forward to another engagement party in a London next month!