Barcelona won my heart, in a single day. It’s nestled cosily up there in my top five cities in the world (also included in this list is Amsterdam, Paris, York and Philadelphia) and I didn’t even spend 12 hours there.
This city is everything I expected it to be and more. It was bright, colourful, charming, quaint, chilled and laidback. The sun shone the whole day we there (not too hot which was lush because I would have been chaffing like nobodies business) and the whole city is alight with sounds, sights and smells.
I’m writing this post wrapped in a blanket on a Monday afternoon when I should be in class but tonsillitis has returned so I’m taking a breather day to feel better because tomorrow I have a hefty schedule of classes and then a meeting at night so I want to be in top-notch condition for that. I’m not a skipper I promise.
This month’s reading was a bit more of a struggle than last month. I am trying really really hard to keep reading for pleasure but I am neck deep in Thucydides and his history of the Peloponnesian War so after tackling that, I just want to burn all my brain cells by binge-watching Gossip Girl.
I’ve never been on holiday in September before. Usually I’ll be working my toosh off in school and getting settled back into the routine but because this year ‘school’ didn’t start until September 19th, four of my friends and I headed off to Spain.
I’ve also never been to mainland Spain before (I went to Mallorca in 2014) and I didn’t think I would enjoy it as much as I did. I knew I would enjoy the company, the sunshine and the break from real life but I just really enjoyed the Spanish lifestyle.
Holy smokes September where did you come from?
I can’t quite believe that summer is actually over. I move back to Glasgow for second year on Thursday and I just feel as if the summer has flown by. I’m writing this post whilst binge-watching NCIS on 5USA so I might regain some sort of a social life hopefully when I move back to the city! I do this ritual almost everyday after work which is a bit sad but work this summer has just been so so so hectic so it’s kind of the only thing I do to totally chill.
But this summer has been awesome. And it’s been a bit different to the other seventeen summers I’ve seen in my years. It’s been a summer of change, growing up, being more confident and feeling good and in a small way, it’s been a summer of blogging.
Confession: the other night I finished Speaking In Bones by Kathy Reichs and was so petrified by it I didn’t get to sleep till half two. Honestly I was crippled in fear. It was an amazing read by the way, one I snapped up when I had an hour to kill in Waverely Station last week at nine pm and had just finished Wild by Cheryl Strayed. It had me gripped for the next two days and I totally didn’t see the ending coming. Shame I decided the best time to finish it was at midnight – queue the fear that followed.
Anyway I’ve just rediscovered my years long love of reading books. So much so that I stumbled through one of the most DREADFUL books I’ve ever read the other week as I just didn’t want to give up. It was honestly mind-numbing. I’ll spare you the details as it was ughhhh but I won’t be reading one of Catherine Cookson’s books again. Just totally not my thing.