Escape

Sometimes you just need to get away. You've had enough of the place, the people and the things you are doing every day and some time in a different area is required for sanity. Or at least that's how things are with me.

With uni finished for another term I was stuck in Edinburgh but longing for time away, and the opportunity came up, so I left for Wales. I didn't tell my family I was down, but stayed with a friend and relaxed. Most days I went to my vet practice, but it was a pleasant walk along the river with the dog instead of pavement, buses and humans.

Dolly on the train

One day we decided it was too nice to stay inside, so we fled to the beach on the train. The dog seemed quite happy to sit and watch the world go by as long as she had her own seat. We went for a walk along the beach, then for ice cream, then more walking. It was a lovely warm day so we just carried on walking for miles. When we got to the end, we just came back again.

Scary waves

I've returned to Edinburgh now feeling happier about life in general. Most of this is thanks to a certain friend and her hound who followed me for miles over the space of 2 weeks. It's nice to have a bolt hole when city life is just too boring.

Gratuitous dog pic. Because I can.