This is a city of shifting light, of changing skies, of sudden vistas. A city so beautiful it breaks the heart again and again.
— Alexander McCall Smith, Author (2006)
Edinburgh, my home from home from home, my little piece of the world, my city. The first city I’ve ever lived in. I adore the above quote from Alexander McCall Smith, especially as it’s written proudly onto one of the buildings which boarder St Andrews Square, one of the loveliest parts of central Edinburgh (apart from the current tent-city there, the current ‘Occupy Edinburgh’ protest).
I’m always struck by the truth of this quote when I see it – Edinburgh is a place that can break your heart with its bleak, honest beauty. I’m a girl from the south of England, and even after 5 years in Scotland, the differences never fail to amaze me. Edinburgh is a city of grey buildings and grey skies, of perfect green hills and cobbled streets which fill with frost, a city of literature and festivals and music. It’s a city full of extremes, of juxtapositioning, of broke students shopping in Poundland and multi-millionaires buying priceless pieces of art at auction.
Stacey and I may not quite fit into the multi-millionaires category, but we’re not completely broke students either. Having worked like crazy for four years to get a degree, I now have a good job in marketing, and Stace is studying for a Law degree part time whilst also working in a legal office. We still struggle with finances from time to time, but in the most part, we get by comfortably.
And the best thing about being in Edinburgh and not being completely skint? There’s so much to do here, if you want to. Whether it’s wandering through the Botanic Gardens (a much loved place for me) or grabbing a post work coffee, Edinburgh is a great place to live in during your twenties. Stacey and I aim to get out at least once during the weekend to do something (else we really would just sit watching Project Runway in bed all the time) and then occasionally treat ourselves during the week too. This week, when Stace’s class was cancelled one evening, we decided to go and get coffee together after work, just to make the most of an evening that usually we wouldn’t get to spend together. Yay for the Starbucks just opposite my work, and late night shopping on Thursday nights!Stacey prefers a strange choice of Starbucks coffee – a mocha with peppermint syrup and whipped cream, whilst I had a skinny caramel macchiato. My usual choice of coffee is strong and black (I’m not a big fan of hot milk) but this was good and sweet and warm. (It had already been snowing at this point…)
We also had a millionaires shortbread between us (yum!) and had a nice chat about our days and our plans for the weekend – check back for our next post on our weekend ‘hard and fast!’ trip to St Andrews!Carley