Autumn through my eyes, Pt. 2: Autumn travels
... or how I fell in love with Scotland. I always knew that Anglophone countries are what makes my heart sing with joy. Countless hours spent sitting at school listening to all those ancient stories about powerful kings, brave knights and innocent princesses left a mark on me. A mark that was only strenghtened by endless evenings spent with a book in my hand. Reading always allowed my mind to wander and explore; let the legends and heroes materialize in my mind and live their stories along with them. When thinking about traveling and exploring the countries I learned to love, I always thought about myself in London. I don´t know why, maybe because that was the “piece of land” I had previously explored. Maybe thinking about London was my mind placing me in a place I knew; maybe it was playing safety games with me. But recently, when I started to learn about other parts of the Kingdom, it went zig-zag thinking and mentally exploring. Apart from trying my best to learn...