Having a vacation was really nice. I got away from the Very Yellow Flat and managed to do a lot of walking in nature, away from the city and from other people. It sounds cliche, but it was really quite nice. I got a lot of writing done and I got a lot of thinking done.
Vacations for me aren’t really about getting away from the world and taking time to recharge. Yes, it was nice to get away from the city. However, I already spend so much time on my own, thinking and reflecting and generally living in my own head. I don’t get out all that often and while dodging other people on the sidewalks is annoying and I’m not fond of cars, I can manage. Vacations are more about experiencing different things and getting a different perspective on my life.
And, yes, walking in nature does make me feel better.
So basically, Skye was a means for me to wander about and think of all the things that I needed to think about. I thought about what my life after my time in Edinburgh is going to look like. I thought about my current writing projects. I thought about the nature of people. I thought a whole lot about food (that’s not actually that spectacular, considering that I’ve been thinking about real food since I discovered that the kitchen in the Very Yellow Flat hates me).
Skye was good. It told me that I picked the best job for me, being a writer. There are still unanswered questions (like money) and I am still recovering from the early mornings and the seven hour bus rides on either end of my trip. On the whole, though, I would say that the vacation was a good thing.
That being said, I am definitely ready to be done with my MSc and my time in Edinburgh. Time to go back to relatively quiet small town living with my cat, dog, and people to talk with.