And would you look at that – another travel day. It was time for me to say goodbye to charming Whitby and continue onwards to Edinburgh.
My Airbnb was a peaceful haven exactly when I needed it. In the midst of hostel living, sometimes it’s nice to escape for a few days. This cozy little home was just that.
So far my travel pace hasn’t been too bad. It’s also helped that I haven’t been to an airport in weeks. Airports are a drag, and train travel is so calm and beautiful. Far superior, in my opinion.
So here’s the thing – I don’t understand summer over here. For the past month, I’ve mostly had rain and 55/60 degree weather. I left Whitby as it was drizzling up a storm. I walked out of Edinburgh Waverley Railway Station and into a cold drizzle. Pretty sure summer over here is a ripoff.
But I thought to myself, “It’s ok! My hostel is super close. I’ll be snuggled very soon!”
As I faithfully followed my Google Maps with a backpack on my back and my day backpack on my front, it led me here:
You’ve got to be kidding me.
I earned those sweats and hot tea at the hostel.
