Anyone else feel completely at peace next to the sea?
I don’t know if it’s the soothing sound of the waves, or the calm that comes with looking out over the vast mass of water, but there’s something that just makes me feel instantly chill.
Have you ever walked into a hotel after hours of travelling and instantly thought; wow, this place gets me?
Well, from the ice cream aesthetics to the shiny gold cocktail making accessories in our studio apartment, that was my first thought upon entering Eden Locke in Edinburgh’s New Town. Insta-HEAVEN.
Extremely community-focussed, Eden Locke isn’t just a place to stay. It’s a space for visitors of all cultures to come together over coffee, fine wines, yoga sessions, acoustic nights and the love of exploring somewhere new.
Man, these years really do fly by don’t they?
To say this year was a rollercoaster would be an understatement, jam-packed full of many highs and accompanying lows, laughs and tears, and a horde of new experiences.
It’s so easy to get caught up in the whole ‘new year new me’ mantra and be raring to go to start the new year afresh, with new goals and new adventures to tick off your bucket list, eager to brush the past year under the rug and move on with life. It’s never really until you take the time to reflect on everything you’ve done to really appreciate what a whirlwind it’s been, and what you’ve achieved.
So without further adieu, here comes my highlight reel…
When I first started this little blog, it was in the midst of quitting my job and heading off to see some of the world and live a much more glam globetrotter life. Or seemingly so.
Two years later, I’m back in a full-time job, shacked up in a city a stone’s throw from where I grew up.
I’m living the settled life that I ran from then, and couldn’t feel more different about it.
A couple of months ago I finally headed up north to Manchester after crushing hard on many Manc ladies Instagram feeds – and it didn’t take long before I too wanted to move to the bustling city. In fact, it took about three seconds from walking through the front door of Laura’s super stylish apartment to fully convince me of this.
Over the course of this blog, I’ve lived in Wales, moved to work in London, quit to go travelling, had a summer of festivalling, and scurried back to Wales again. It’s been an eventful couple of years, and I have to admit that coming back to the Motherland has definitely meant a homecoming to a slower pace of living.