United Kingdom is a collection of 4 very beautiful countries. England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland – all interconnected via train. And having had an excess travel day on my Eurail pass, I decided to give Scotland a go.
Scotland was an 8 hour train ride from London, encompassing the beautiful sceneries up the north. And escorting my parents to this beautiful country (and going back to London the next day), I thought wasn’t really worth it. But as we arrived at the old town Scotland, we were welcomed with ironically jaw dropping grotesque city. Locals wearing their old highland dress, humming Scottish folk music up the streets. It was a beautiful sight. Never minding the rain nor the the negative degrees. Nor the awful taste of their national delicacy they’d like to call the Haggis, a savoury pudding containing sheep’s heart, liver, and lungs. Yuck.
It is also in this old town where I learned that J. K. Rowling, for those of you who knows her, wrote the infamous Harry Potter series on this very street. The Nicolson’s Cafe at Edinburgh, Scotland was where she spent hours and hours writing her masterpiece. And having been able to read all 7 books and being a self-proclaimed Potterhead, this is a dream come true for me. “It’s no secret that the best place to write, in my opinion, is in a café. You don’t have to make your own coffee, you don’t have to feel like you’re in solitary confinement and if you have writers block, you can get up and walk to the next café while giving your batteries time to recharge and brain time to think.” Says so by JK Rowling herself.
And I have to agree with her. Quite honestly, a good coffee shop is where I usually am the most productive. May it be writing a little prose or poetry, or plotting the time line of my up and coming business. Well, more about that soon because I don’t want to jinx it.