i've tried long and hard to come up with words to describe my trip to the isle of skye, which, incidentally (to how beautiful it was/is) was voted the 4th best island in the world. despite being absolutely congested with the flu, despite being nauseous the whole 5 hour bus ride, despite the long 5 hour bus ride - it was all worth it. a lot of the places that we visited were used in movies, i.e. sky fall, harry potter, prometheus, made of honor, and i completely understand why. scotland is nothing but dramatic, from glencoe to sligachan, eileen donan castle and finally isle of skye, oh isle of skye - where the skies reflected off the waters and painted everything into a mystical hue. where only one of the few waterfalls falls directly into the sea, the highland cows just roaming on the grassy hills and the best fish and chips got into my hands. nothing i say can do it justice, and it was only one bit of the island that we visited, so i'll let the photos speak.


blue skies and vintage buys

i constantly twist words and sentences together in my head to try and figure out a tone for this blog, but as it changes each time i figured it best to just flow with whatever comes to mind. 

dublin, oh dublin, i had no idea what to expect besides it's love of beers - and that did not disappoint. the guiness factory was a real treat, taking you through the history and a step-by-step of how it was/is made, lest you appreciate the beer wrongly as you sip (or gulp) it admiring a 360 view of dublin. it was a bustling city, with heaps of tourist activities at each corner, which i completed. i never did understand the fascination with trinity college till i walked past and did a double take from the glimpse given through an arched door. i walked into such a picturesque campus that it felt a bit like a fairytale, disney even - literally, the birds were singing and the sun were streaming through the leaves and bathed the buildings in a warm, cosy glow. i was so completely entranced that i did not even have the presence of mind to take photos.

i have to say though my favourite part of dublin was just walking the streets with no intention - purely wandering and wondering. stumbling across vintage stores that proved temptation was difficult, but not impossible, to resist; deciding that i wanted to wolf down every single item of the quaint little cafes/food trucks/food markets i could find,  from cheese+garlic fries to vegetarian curries to pastries to nachos and breakfast burritos, it didn't stop. 

it was collectively 5 days of art and culture and food and people mashed up and sunbaked under bright blue skies and breezy temperatures, and i loved every bit of it. 


o flower of scotland

Isle of Whithorn

Kelvingrove Park

Botanic Garden Greenhouse

Loch Lomond


McCaig's Tower, Oban

Bridge Over the Atlantic

Isle of Seil and the Atlantic Ocean

i have no words to describe my experience so far, scotland has - by far and away - surpassed my expectations and beliefs and has already given me beautiful memories and adventures in the 2 weeks that i have been here. each turn here has been a delectable surprise - my flatmates and our little dinner parties, the roaming hills, sheep sun-baking on the road, greenhouses and garden beds, the warmth of the people, mystical 'loch's, dreamy vintage houses, the contrast of my cultural bias. all the little towns i've been to - oban, isle of seil, isle of whithorn, gatehouse of fleet, luss - has been as spectacular as the one before. i've had cliff-high views of the atlantic ocean, and then in another town of scotland i could see england on one side and ireland on the other. i have been shown that bagpipes are - contrary to popular belief - not annoying, enjoyable especially when paired with the most cheerful men in kilts and accompanied by the beats of drums. having only a limited amount of time here, i have learnt to seize the day and not to take a 
place for granted. 

ahhhh scotland you have definitely captured my heart.