Annivarsary

Dear Me,

  Well, today marks the day one year ago, I got on a plane to London to fulfill a dream I'd had since I was thirteen.
Though I was dog tired for most of it (note to self:  Start training for next trip NOW), it was the best time of my life.  I got to do see a country I had only read about and seen on television.
There are a couple of do overs (London and Oxford), a minor disappointment (Paris and their graffiti), but also some amazing discoveries.
While I learned the south of England has beautiful weather, and nice little towns (villages?), the north (for me) the best place to visit was the north of England and especially Scotland.
Northern England and the Borderlands is amazing.  It really appealed to my...ah...gothic side?
The weather wasn't the best and it was cold, but it was beautiful in that bleak sort of sense.
The one image that stands in my mind is as we were driving from Chillingham castle, was a tree growing in the middle of a field.
There was a stone wall lining the little road.  The tree was black, and stark against the pearly grey sky.  It was barren of leaves because it was early spring and pretty cold, so the branches seemed to be reaching to the sky like spears.
I think, strangely enough, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life.
My absolute favourite place of the whole trip was Scotland.
Scotland is a beautiful place.  The people are amazing and it will be the place where I get married.  I don't know why I loved Scotland so much.  It was just amazing and I want to go again and again.  Especially Edinburgh.
*Sigh* I'm going on aren't I?