Scotland
See, I 've really tried.
Well, I at least thought about the blog from time to time...
I guess, however silly that may sound, I just did not have anything I felt writing about. I am sure I have done things and experienced stuff, that would have been fun to look back on but I might have finally learnt my lesson of not putting everything out for the world wide web to see.
MIGHT HAVE.
Probably did not though. Let us face it I am a 26 years old responsible adult lookalike, who still takes and posts an extreme amount of pointless selfies, listens to random Asian infantlooking dance-musicians and in general have no idea how to effectively use my pseudo hospitality degree.
Is the hotel industry my calling?
I hope this will not turn into one of those existential crisis posts I have read so many times on blogs.
Wait, that was me, Those were my posts. Crap.
Back to the point, it has been a little bit more than 6 months since I have moved to Scotland to finally experience living abroad in the least soul crushing way possible. It seems to be a fun ride so far for my fragile, change-denying personality, with meeting loads of people with relatively little effort.
I would not say I lived this time to the fullest, but I definitely ventured outside the room more. Much less depressing, given the additional financial aspect of the move away from Hungary.
There is not a day passing by however, where I ask myself: Why here? Was this the best choice? Would I be able to move away even further from home? but most importantly
Would I need to?
The urge to put the largest distance between me and the hometown seems to have slowed down a bit, but has not entirely died down.
Quick recap though for mostly future me looking back at this post, trying to place the moment the post was written.
In exactly 10 months, you will be in South Korea for the Winter Olympics, Yes, sista, you are reading this right. Remember the time you foolishly applied to be a volunteer for the 2018 Winter Olympics, thinking what a great way to visit SK and maybe Taiwan again? Cause I sure do still.
God only knows at what point did it become reality, and I feel those compulsory bumps along the road nearing, but hey-ho it will work out fine. Or not.:)
Judy and I (I hope you still remember her, better yet managed to maintain the friendship and did not alienate her from yourself) live in this flatshare in Leith which in my book currently is the coolest place on Earth, with the most exciting people and the strangest bus stops of all times.
Bad memories will most certainly fade about the flatshare, the big bad fight about the mouse, and the cleaning ROTA, the forever loaded washing machine, and how cold that 2016 winter was.
It would make me the happiest of all though, if you(future me) remembered the absurd morning and nighttime laughs I had in this flat with aforementioned woman of iron will and sensational humour,
Because all throughout the struggles, you had a companion dragging you out of shitty moods, listening to rants going on for long minutes and dealing with the Marriott way of life.
You need to be grateful for the colleagues you have met at the Edinburgh Marriott, who gave you perspective on life and tons of fun hours with the legendary Nights Team, All those, that appreciated your knowledge of the system and tolerated your pet peeves.
I think that would be enough for today I may be back with more after tonight.
Key words include :associate appreciation week, marriott
Keep smiling folks,
Kat
Well, I at least thought about the blog from time to time...
I guess, however silly that may sound, I just did not have anything I felt writing about. I am sure I have done things and experienced stuff, that would have been fun to look back on but I might have finally learnt my lesson of not putting everything out for the world wide web to see.
MIGHT HAVE.
Probably did not though. Let us face it I am a 26 years old responsible adult lookalike, who still takes and posts an extreme amount of pointless selfies, listens to random Asian infantlooking dance-musicians and in general have no idea how to effectively use my pseudo hospitality degree.
Is the hotel industry my calling?
I hope this will not turn into one of those existential crisis posts I have read so many times on blogs.
Wait, that was me, Those were my posts. Crap.
Back to the point, it has been a little bit more than 6 months since I have moved to Scotland to finally experience living abroad in the least soul crushing way possible. It seems to be a fun ride so far for my fragile, change-denying personality, with meeting loads of people with relatively little effort.
I would not say I lived this time to the fullest, but I definitely ventured outside the room more. Much less depressing, given the additional financial aspect of the move away from Hungary.
There is not a day passing by however, where I ask myself: Why here? Was this the best choice? Would I be able to move away even further from home? but most importantly
Would I need to?
The urge to put the largest distance between me and the hometown seems to have slowed down a bit, but has not entirely died down.
Quick recap though for mostly future me looking back at this post, trying to place the moment the post was written.
In exactly 10 months, you will be in South Korea for the Winter Olympics, Yes, sista, you are reading this right. Remember the time you foolishly applied to be a volunteer for the 2018 Winter Olympics, thinking what a great way to visit SK and maybe Taiwan again? Cause I sure do still.
God only knows at what point did it become reality, and I feel those compulsory bumps along the road nearing, but hey-ho it will work out fine. Or not.:)
Judy and I (I hope you still remember her, better yet managed to maintain the friendship and did not alienate her from yourself) live in this flatshare in Leith which in my book currently is the coolest place on Earth, with the most exciting people and the strangest bus stops of all times.
Bad memories will most certainly fade about the flatshare, the big bad fight about the mouse, and the cleaning ROTA, the forever loaded washing machine, and how cold that 2016 winter was.
It would make me the happiest of all though, if you(future me) remembered the absurd morning and nighttime laughs I had in this flat with aforementioned woman of iron will and sensational humour,
Because all throughout the struggles, you had a companion dragging you out of shitty moods, listening to rants going on for long minutes and dealing with the Marriott way of life.
You need to be grateful for the colleagues you have met at the Edinburgh Marriott, who gave you perspective on life and tons of fun hours with the legendary Nights Team, All those, that appreciated your knowledge of the system and tolerated your pet peeves.
I think that would be enough for today I may be back with more after tonight.
Key words include :associate appreciation week, marriott
Keep smiling folks,
Kat
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