Awaiting the end

I can't believe it's nearly here.
There's 7 days left of Scotland. 7 days. It is so crazy how fast things have gone. It's true what they say, the older you get, the faster time flies. With only 21/2 months left of my 7 month trip I'm starting to freak.

I spent the last week and a bit in Guildford, just hanging out at Aldershot Rd (Nat's house). It was really lovely going into a house with so many people living in it; which made it a bigger shock coming back home to Scotland, two days ago, having only Christina as company, everything is so quiet.
When I walked through my bedroom door, I came to the realisation that I'm ready to leave here, nothing is really keeping me staying any more. By next Wednesday all my flat mates will have left, My room is already half empty (as I have slowly been taking things down to Guildford to make it easier) and, said in a chocked up tone, exchange is over. I have really been dreading those words, to leave everything that I have created here for myself is awful. But now, I feel quite at ease with the idea of going. I'm moving onto further adventures around the world, living in Guildford for a month, and then finally get to go back home.

It's definitely true, I love travelling, love finding new and exciting cultures to immerse myself in, but Australia is my home, and being away from it for so long has clarified that for me.
For the last few days and the next week to come, Scotland has been having a heat wave of approx 23 degrees every day. (yesterday even got to 25!!!)
The sun comes up at 5am every morning, and goes down at 9:30pm every night. There's actually warmth in the air. And it feels EXACTLY like the beginning of Melbourne's summer. So much so that I wake up in the morning half expecting to be back in my bedroom with the ability to go down the hall and hug mum and dad outside whilst they are eating breakfast; and instead I wake up to the realisation that I'm in my flat alone. This is truly the most beautiful weather, but I wish it would go away. The greatest thing about Scotland (and I've only just come to realise this) is that it is nothing like home. I could make my own adventures here with no connection to thoughts of Australia, or wanting to be back. It's now so different having such an obvious sign of home waking you up in the morning, and being the last thing you see at night.

I sit here wondering how I can be so ungrateful, having such beautiful days and complaining that I want rain (really bazaar), but I suppose I associate the rain and cold with Scotland, and warmth and sun with home, and so now, I miss home more then ever.

On a separate note, I was contacted by my cousin about coming over to visit me in July. I'm SOOOOOO excited!! We have now planned to go to Brussels, Amsterdam, Spain and possibly Greece and Switzerland. I looked up bus' and found 4Pound tickets to get to Brussels and 8Pound tickets to Amsterdam, although it may be an 11hr trip, for 8pounds I think I know exactly how I'm getting there!!

In Guildford I went to view the house that I shall be living in in July. It's a really cute, little house with the laundry in the kitchen (soooo British) and a giant living area. My room is small but will fit everything I need in it. It even has a wardrobe...oddly placed I might add, but a wardrobe is a wardrobe! (It is quite literally situated on the wall above my bed, so I have to stand on my bed to get to it... :S )

In one week and 5 days I shall be flying to Norway with my Uncle. I can't believe where my life is taking me, maybe this contributes to the reason why I'm so happy to leave Scotland.

It's times like these where you sit an reflect at how amazing life really is, and how truly blessed we are to be here living in it.

P.S. I shall no longer be living at my Scottish address, so please don't send anything there...cos I wont receive it and you will have wasted your money..... awkward. If you want to send me anything, inbox me on face book or email me and I shall send you Nat's address for June and my address for July :D