I just got back to Edinburgh from spending a week down in London. Otto is staying with his dad, but this week he was out on tour so we had the place to ourselves. It's small, full of trinkets and so, so homely. Otto was working during the days, but the hours we got to spend together during the evenings were heaven, as was falling asleep + waking up next to my favourite person every day for a week. During the days I was torn between getting my shit together and go explore London, and just wanting to lie in bed and watch House of Cards all day long. Mostly the tiredness had the upper hand, and I spent a lot of time in bed, doing absolutely nothing. A bit boring maybe, but my body and brain needed it so badly.
But I also bought 3 new books, I got caught in snowstorms and heard the thunder roll over the city more than once. On Sunday Otto and I went to Radlett and had lunch with Seb and Rachael, and walked through green fields. I went to Tate Modern and was annoyed with all the loud teenagers who made it impossible to enjoy the art, but the next day Rachael took me to the Courtauld Gallery, the art was amazing and Rachael told me little stories and facts about the paintings, which made me forget all about annoying teenagers. I tried to read on a bench in Regent's Park, but it was way too cold so I went home and read under a blanket instead. On Friday I had sushi for lunch with Otto and Rachael, and afterwards Rachael took me to Sir Joan Soane's museum where she's working, and gave me a private tour of the place. It was a good week.
Now I'm back in Edinburgh, feeling more human than I have in a very long time. I have 4 weeks left in this amazing city before it's time for me to leave, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it. I'm also going to try to be a better blogger, but since my track record isn't that great, I'm not going to make any promises. Hope life is treating you well, speak soon (I hope)!