Normally at this time of year I hate being in Scotland. I hate the shops filled to the brim with customers, I hate the constant stream of sofa adverts and the permanent temptation of mince pies. I’ve spent my life moaning about how much I hate Christmas. However, as much as it kills me to say it there were certain days last week when the thought of Tesco was enough for me to have tears running down my face.
Then after a super surreal weekend I woke up to the reality that I actually live in a beautiful place. I went and stayed at a tiny ski resort in the mountains, to see my favorite band of the last 12 years, with two of the loveliest people I’ve ever met. Returning back to LU instead of having the post weekend blues, I ended up at the cutest Christmas market and then off for gluhwein with some other lovely people. And once again I was upset just because I was happy.
aw you are fabuloso.
AntwortenLöschenP.S. I have a mental breakdown every year on my birthday like clockwork. All of the stress gets to me!
Switzerland is a tough place to get used to, but there are good things here too. Admittedly, I have a harder time in winter than in summer, but after a year, I am starting to see more of the good and less of the bad.. or rather the bad doesn't get me all riled up and stuff quite as often ;-)
AntwortenLöschenHere's to adjusting and finding good reasons to be here! Happy Holidays!