I can hardly sit still long enough to write this entry – today FunkyPlaid and I bought our tickets for our trip to Scotland this autumn! We will be there for just over two weeks, and it will be my first time in Scotland. FunkyPlaid lived there while he earned his graduate degree in Scottish history, and he has been there many times, so I will have an excellent guide. My visit to Scotland is also laced with emotional symbolism; FunkyPlaid and I spent two rollercoaster months getting to know each other before he moved to Edinburgh, and I was more than a little envious of his big adventure. Existing in Edinburgh with him will bring that part of our history full-circle. It will also be a litmus test to see if I can stand to live there in the future when FunkyPlaid moves back for his doctorate, although truthfully I can stick it out anywhere for a few years.
I am so grateful for the ability to and predilection for travel. Ever since I was born, my parents instilled in me a great love of seeing new places which has only grown. Today at a gathering of friends at the Palace of Fine Arts, someone was talking about visiting Zanzibar, and I immediately thrilled at the thought of being there someday myself. I hope to get to see as many places on my long, long list as possible.
(This entry is part of one month of gratitude.)