This Christmas, Santa has been very lovely to me, but by far the best present I received was a 2-day trip to London for the whole family straight after New Year. Now, as someone who already lives in the UK (even if that is in Scotland) you probably wouldn’t think I’d be very excited about this. Well, you’d be wrong. Haha. I cannot even begin to tell you just how excited I was. In fact, for several nights, it took me about 3 hours to fall asleep.
The trip there was a 9 hour bus ride in the middle of the night. So luckily, we could sleep through it and hit the streets of London as early as 7am. Unfortunately, I was not aware of just how awful the bus ride would be. Besides the fact that there is absolutely no space for your legs, and no way to position your head comfortably, we picked the worst seats on the bus. The noise and vibration from the wheels or the engine or whatever was just horrendous and prevented any possibility of sleep. It literally took about 3 hours of listening to music and trying to fall asleep before getting any results. An hour later, the driver woke us up for a half an hour’s break. Brilliant.

But aside from all the negatives, I had to be reasonable and remember that the travel cost £20 for a trip there and back, so it wasn’t fair to hold it to such high standards.

Once in London, it literally took me about 3 minutes to fall in love with the place. It took just as long to decide that I want to live there, and will try my best to make that happen in the future. Maybe it was this decision, or maybe the fact that I didn’t come from abroad, but I was dedicated to fitting into the London life. Seeming like a tourist was not an option. 

And honestly, I think the fact that I was interested in the wildlife more so than the monuments made me fit right in. Honestly, every time I came across a swan, a duck or a squirrel, I’d just stop whatever I was doing, grab my camera and film them. 
It’s as if being in a different city (or even country) suddenly makes these animals more interesting than those back home…

Logic, right there.

Over those 2 days, we walked more than 40 kilometres. I cannot even begin to accurately describe the amount of pain I was in. For someone who usually walks no more than 200 metres a day, over 20 kilometres in one day is a drastic change. Walking back to the bus station at the end of our second day I was literally on the verge of tears. At some point while waiting for the bus, I had to go to the bathroom which was about 30 metres away and it took me ten minutes to walk there and back, because it felt as if my feet were on fire.

Now, remember how I said the bus trip to London was rather uncomfortable, blah, blah, blah? Well then just try to imagine getting comfortable in the limited space available when your legs and feet are in constant pins & needles mode. And that’s just getting comfortable, never mind sleeping. And as if all of that wasn’t enough, the bus driver drove like mad! But of course, he had to keep to the timetable, which meant that we had a ten or twenty minute break at every bus station. And every single time, he left the bus door open. I was freezing the whole 10 hours cause there simply wasn’t enough time for the bus to warm up! Aaah!

And you know what? Despite all of these things, I still had the greatest time and left London with the fondest memories. I look forward to going back there and maybe if I’m lucky enough, living there.

If you live in London (or close by), I am unbelievably jealous of you. 

If you have never been to London, I highly suggest you go. Then, we can be jealous of the Londonians together! 

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Hey, everyone!

I cannot even begin to tell you how many attempts I had made to start this blog, and now, finally, this is it. This is the one that will stick.

I had been following some blogs for years – especially those of some of my favourite YouTubers – and am always ecstatic when I stumble across a new blog with a different style of writing, a new approach or an altogether different perspective. It’s great! And having enjoyed reading everyone else’s blogs, I thought: “hey, I could do that!” And that’s true. Potentially, everyone could. The problem for most of us, however, (in this case, a huge problem for me) is finding something that we are extremely good at or passionate about, because that is what attracts, as well as enthrals an audience.
And that is where my major issue occurred. I’m not great at anything. I’m not very critical. My life is also not that fascinating that I could run a whole blog on it. But nonetheless, I wanted to do this. So what I did, was try to write about the same topics as many of the YouTubers did – health, beauty, make-up – the works. And it started off great! I had just received a whole parcel of stuff from e.l.f. cosmetics, I took pictures of all of the products, and I started using them in order to be able to give my opinion of them. I spent several hours editing the pictures to my blog’s style and took my time to write long and honest reviews. 

In the end, I made three posts and gave up.

 Three posts was all it took to realise that even though I love experimenting with make-up and different hairstyles, it’s not something that I enjoy sharing with other people because I don’t feel like I’m the best person to do so. And honestly, this is not the first time I had come to this realisation. A while ago, I started vlogging on YouTube, and quite frankly, I had no idea what I wanted to my channel to be, so I tried out several different types of videos from regular vlogging, to sharing my opinions on a specific topic, to hauls. I then quit YouTube for a very long time and only now am I thinking of coming back with things that I feel more comfortable doing. And all of this is not about some kind of confidence issues, or anxiety over people disagreeing with my opinions. It is simply that there are so many people who are just so much better suited to give you their opinions or recommendations. These people try out more things than I do, and therefore have a better knowledge of all the things that I tried to talk about – such as make-up. They know what’s good, what’s bad, and what product is a better substitute for the one they are reviewing.

And all of this brings me to my fresh start on this blog. I decided that I do not want to have a theme. I don’t want to limit myself to solely writing about health & beauty, or books, or current events. Instead, I want to make it about my life. And that may include absolutely anything – something I enjoyed, something I recently discovered, a place I visited, or maybe something that simply brought a smile to my face. At the end of the day, as with my YouTube videos, I want to create things that I am proud of. And whether that attracts just one person, or a million – it shouldn’t affect what I want to do.

This has been quite a ramble, and probably not your typical introductory post, but if you made it right to the end, I am extremely grateful for your time and interest. 

I look forward to embarking on this journey, and I hope you will accompany me on this adventure.

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