

Marseille, France
So I've left the UK. And my job.
For some odd reason, despite really loathing that job at times, I was quite upset when I left Dalwhinnie. After missing the bus to Edinburgh the day Kevin and I were supposed to leave...well, actually we didn't miss it, it just didn't pick us up (meaning it pulled over and then pulled away in a matter of seconds for no apparent reason)...we managed to get a train to Edinburgh. As soon as I sat down and watched the heather covere...