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| Almost to the top of Arthur's Seat in Edinburgh, Scotland |
At the end of the first day of my study abroad, I laid down in a hostel bed in Scotland and wrote, dazedly, "
My pictures cannot capture the beauty my eyes have seen." I feel the same now. I've started so many blog posts trying to summarize the trip. I don't know if my words can capture the beauty my eyes have seen, the hills my legs have climbed, and the animal poop my nose has smelled. Am I being dramatic? Cliché? Possibly, probably. But sometimes life is wonderfully dramatic and magical and to be unreservedly gushy is to be truthful. Because this was a fairy-tale that was real.
