Ugh why oh why do I have a real life in Canada. This poor hostel bum life is far too tempting. It is a funny thing actually. Usually when I wake up lazily midday at the hostel and laze around the hostel all day I'd think… "Why do this here I can do this lazy thing at home?" Well then 9/10 o'clock rolls around and the hostel gets a distinct buzz that lets you know that a night of bedlam will soon begin. "Where should we go tonight?" is the question on everyone's lips.
My 10 days in Edinburgh were fantastic and I already regret leaving. Though we did miss the auld home sod a bit during Christmas, I would have love an old fashioned Ukrainian feed on Christmas Eve. But the great people and good times help to make up for it.
Today we are off to the Islands. I will really miss Edin but that hostel life was getting a bit too addicting if I don't leave now I may get trapped in that Wonderland.
