I just finished reading Laura’s post on how she’d love to leave Scotland behind her one day, and it made me start to think about why I could never feel the same way.
Yes it rains a lot, and we have too many dark and dreary days around here for my liking, but it sure as hell makes us appreciate the days that are full of sunshine then I don’t know what will! Even on the coldest of days, if the sun comes out everyone will get wrapped up and go outside to enjoy it.
We have some of the coolest history to look back on, and still cherish today. We have our Highland Games every year, our kilts, and our accents. Who doesn’t love Scotland, I mean really?
We have some of the most beautiful landscapes I’ve ever seen in my life and they’re almost on our doorstep.
We have such a varied culture here that it’s hard to think of a place without every kind of language being spoken at once, and such a variety of things to see and do it’s hard to know where to start.
Most importantly, I have my family here. A family who I’ve not been able to spend as much time with since I left for boarding school some ten years ago. I love having them close by and would never want to be far from them again.
Scotland is my home, and as far as homes go, I figure this is a pretty damn beautiful place to live.
(Now remind me of that the next time I whinge on twitter about the weather)