I am sick of being silenced in fear of offending. Honesty is valued as long as it is politically correct and unoffensive. I am a self-aware person with strong opinions that I like to share. In being self-aware, I know that these opinions are mine and not everyone will agree, nor should they. Occasionally people on the receiving end do not realise this and it often ends in misinterpretation. In saying this I would never say anything to intentionally upset someone.
This weekend was a little different to last as we had our kiwi pal Scott with us. We went lighter on the shows and heavier on the exploring Edinburgh. Scott being the ride or die Harry Potter fan he is meant we explored Edinburgh's trail of HP treats. We also climbed Arthur's Seat for the first time in a long time and man did I feel it. That thing is hiiiiigh. But the views are unbeatable. Riddle me this though Edinburgh - Arthur's Seat is covered in Sheep poop, but I have never, not once, seen a sheep up there. Anyways, Fringe! See my favourite show's from weekend two below.
So I just read this article about a guy who has been to every country in the world. My problem with this guy is that he drove through 19 countries in 24 hours. To me, that is not travelling. We had 24 hours in Porto and that sure as hell wasn't enough. Through my travels I have gauged that two days is the absolute minimum you need in a place. Unfortunately we just couldn't squeeze the extra day in for Porto. But alas, we made the most out of the time we had.
Edinburgh has been taken over and the ground has been littered with performer's hopes and dreams in flyer form. That's right Ladies and Gentlemen The Fringe Festival has arrived and the streets they are a bustling. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Fringe, it is a month long festival that takes place in Edinburgh every August. Over 40,000 shows, across over 350 venues, everything from comedy to poetry to cabaret is available at your culture craving little finger tips. You can't walk around the city without having flyers thrust into your hands. I have so many right now, I could be one of the promoters. Some of my favourites I have attended so far are below and have been part of The Free Festival.
Is happiness actually just an illusion? An ideal sold to us in order to capitalize. In a culture that focuses on happiness as a destination, the human race do their best to throw a spanner in the works to make the car break down along the way. To me, happiness has been fleeting, never constant. Upon it's irregular and short visitations I question everything. Is this happiness? Why am I feeling this? Do I deserve this? Expecting the other shoe to drop momentarily. I question it because like with so many other people, it is unfamiliar.
I wasn't sure how I would feel about Lisbon after falling head over heels for Lagos. Through my experience in Europe I tend to prefer the smaller, more charming towns to the bigger cities. Lisbon however, was different. Lisbon was unique in the way it felt like a big city but also had those small town vibes. You could wander into the alleyways, up into the hills and feel like you were in rural Portugal. Glancing into people's windows and seeing them eat on the floor in a circle made me feel like I had stepped back in time.
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