Spending the 13th of March in Durham without those dearest to me seemed impossible. So when I found out that my essay deadlines had been pushed back by a month and that I wouldn't have to work all day, I bought cheap train tickets to Edinburgh. The countryside between Durham and Edinburgh is really beautiful. As a birthday present to myself, I read a non-university related book. Another Country is very good, now I want to see the film as well (even though it mostly seems to be about Rupert Everett's cheek bones).
I love Edinburgh. It feels a bit like home, very familiar because I've been there so often. I wandered around, ate at some of my favourite places, went to a lunchtime concert with a friend, drank cardamom hot chocolate (yum), looked at everything - all the houses, colours, people - and remembered that there is such a thing as variety, then went back to Durham.