That massive land formation in the background, my friends, is Arthur's Seat. Arthur's Seat is the highest point in Edinburgh and has the most beautiful views of the city and of Scotland. You can see for miles past the city where the farms start to lay out and the sea comes to the coast.
On our last day, a few of us decided to hike it. Well, it ended up being more like a sprint up to the top due to a time crunch, but we made it nonetheless. And my abs felt wonderful after it, so that's good. At the top I found absolutely no disappointment. It was breathtaking and it was majestic and it was pure. When I was at the Abbey, I felt this sense of understanding and clarity with myself as a person and human, and being at the top of Arthur's Seat brought me the same thing. I felt infinite; I was infinite.
If I may have a moment of complete honesty, I began writing these entries with the intention of finding inspiration to properly relay the impact that Scotland, Finnigan's Wake, and Arthur's seat had on me. Yet I have to admit that I'm struggling for the words. It all means so much to me and I feel like a broken record, but in all sincerity I can't explain how much I loved every moment and what it did for my experience of this country. Perhaps one day I'll find a more eloquent and novella worthy manner of explaining this experience, but for now, I think I'm still in awe.
So in that case, I think I'll just let some of the pictures speak for themselves:
And this one's for my fellow Dukes and Ambassadors:
London Love, Kristen
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