Last year, I went on a small little tour of the U.K. with my brother and sister. We visited London, Brighton, and Edinburgh and it was fricken amazing. Yeah, it was cool to be with family. But those cities were insane. It really fortified my dream to one day live in the U.K.
London will forever hold a special place in my heart for many reasons. Brighton has a charm that seems like the San Francisco of England. It’s somehow cozy and grungy at the same time. My siblings and I took a train (we rode first class whoop whoop!) from Brighton to Edinburgh and the view was actually incredible. I felt like I was on the Hogwarts express.
I didn’t know what to expect when we arrived in Edinburgh. My sister was adamant on going because she had seen her favorite YouTubers spend a lot of time there and I had never previously given it a lot of thought. But I remember watching Expedia’s travel video for Edinburgh and immediately losing my mind. I was suddenly so excited.
I had known it was the epicenter for Harry Potter fans, even more than London. J.K. Rowling wrote the first two books at Elephant House Cafe and based Hogwarts off of the local George Heriot’s School. Greyfriar’s Kirkyard was where she found the name Tom Ridell (on a tombstone) and Victoria Street was what inspired her vision of Diagon Alley. So yeah, I was freaking out.
Besides the magic of Harry Potter that surrounded me, Edinburgh held a strange magic in itself. Its history was everywhere, especially considering a lot of the buildings were built in medieval times. I fell in love with the National Museum and the view of downtown Edinburgh from the Ferris wheel. It was charming and sweet and unforgettable.
There was history everywhere. Castles and Arthur’s Seat watched from the city from above. The month-long art festival, Fringe, kept us on our toes. Musicians lined the streets, playing violin versions of I Can’t Help Falling In Love With You and A Whole New World. Beautiful songs about love and time.
My brother and sister like to travel in style, so we did a lot of shopping and had high tea at Signet Library. Not gonna lie, I definitely enjoyed the high tea. It was class on class on class.
In the same sense about London, the feeling I got from walking around Edinburgh was sort of indescribable. Maybe it was awe or fascination. Maybe it was me feeling like I was coming home. I’m not sure. But I knew the moment I left that I needed to go back. I even knew I’d want to live there at some point. I have a lot of friends there who love it and it really seems like a place I could never get tired of.
So Edinburgh. I’m coming back for you.