A Beach in Scotland

Just your common picture of me looking slightly murderous!

Hey all. Happy first of September! That means it's officially autumn in my eyes, my favourite season, and I'm beyond excited! The weather here has been far too mild for my liking; when it's not bundle-yourself-in-a-scarf, jumper, boots and possible balaclava type weather this far down the line, my wardrobe isn't all too pleased about it! So here's my venture in the meantime to reminiscing some of the cooler weather I experienced in Scotland, earlier on. 


Also, what? It's not two months since my last blogpost? (If you missed it, I posted some books I've read recently, if you're interested). As summer's ending and I'm winding down, the idea of school restarting looming, I decided to dedicate myself for a day (yesterday) to writing some blogposts so I can post them consecutively over the next few days. I hate how bad I am at keeping them regular, but at the same time, since this blog is mostly for my enjoyment and so I can express myself, I suppose I can't chastise myself *too* much (oh the excuses...I'm so sorry guys, really!) However since receiving so much positive feedback and comments from you guys loving the posts, (which makes me so happy!), I feel much more compelled to write knowing a lot of you want to read.

Anyway. A few weeks ago, I travelled to Scotland to see a lot of my family. Besides the family aspect, I love Scotland, right down to the landscape, the accents and bluntly-direct friendliness of the people (a generalisation, but what I myself encountered), and *gasp* the weather. I'm definitely a jumper and jeans kind of girl, which was expressed earlier (I'm sorry. I'll shut up now), which is why I prefer the cold, and Scotland definitely brings it. Specifically, I went to Prestwick, famous for being the home of The Open - one of the world's biggest golf tournaments.
Scotland is the only place I myself have been to that still bears a lot of less modern aspects; from lack of service (which at first was dismaying, but became a great benefit) and the nightlife consisting of quiz nights and pub gatherings; it was really nice to see the number of small businesses opposed to commercial ones. I'm sure if you headed to the bigger cities like Glasgow or Edinburgh you'd find an abundance, but unlike in England (to my experience, I don't mean to generalise), there are quite a few smaller towns and cities that bear similar resemblance.

I included this picture because I find it hilarious. I look like I've been
Photoshopped into it :,)

One of my favourite aspects of Prestwick was its coast. The beach was pebbly and sandy, full of rock pools, the sea glimmering with gold in the sunrise and turning icy black as night fell. There's a flat promenade that runs all the way along the shoreline, with hotels and cafes dotted on the seafront, as well as derelict buildings wind-whipped and abandoned. Since I don't live near a beach back in England, it was lovely to just have the opportunity to walk along it and explore some of its features; its creatures, strength and salty smell. Even when I wasn't inches from the sea itself, you knew its presence; where I was staying, the sea air was unmistakable. It was so lovely to have so many great night sleeps, because one big inhale of that stuff sent me away yawning.

Here's a cheeky writing account:

 Had such a great time in Scotland, untouched in the wilderness. The wind is so bracing and the air so clear it raises the goosebumps on your arms and a smile to your lips; flowers so overgrown they intertwine in woven chaos, the sea so strong-smelling you can taste salt on your own tongue. The sea ranges from greyish to icy blackish blue, a bruised spectrum and yet it remains enticed, alive, biting and lashing back at the shore until it reaches the very last pebble and overturned crab; a jellyfish lying, translucent, awaits; a softer realisation the depths to which it shall return are not held in such feared regard as once assumed. For Scotland's features are anything but subdued - but the sharpest of places reap the sharpest of minds, and what I experienced there was not discomforting, it was kind.

& here's some mediocre pictures. Sad to say I didn't capture all that many, but sometimes I find it better to capture with my eyes. :)

Immediate thought: it looks like liquid mercury! 

Thanks for reading! Until next time.
- Olivia