It all started there

I always dreamed of visiting Europe... always dreamed of visiting everywhere but anyway!
I was stuck in a life that wasn't as I expected it to be. 
Since I was old enough to understand that there was a world out there to be discovered, I wanted to experience it.  My biggest dream, every Christmas, was that I wouldn't miss Santa Claus coming to my house so that I could go with him around the world distributing the presents! Gives you an idea?!!
I was living a stagnant life and didn't really know what to do about it considering my situation.  But anyhow, the only thing I was sure about my life at that point was that I wanted to travel.  So I thought, this doesn't seem to be that bad of a start.  Let's follow your heart for once, girl!
I would never have been able to afford Europe for a long time, working where I used to work and making the salary I used to make, having a flat and other bills to pay. So I thought, let's go somewhere where I could work as well as travelling!  The UK seemed to me like the best choice 'cause, gosh, pounds sterling is powerful money, isn't it?!!
So, got my working holidaymaker visa, said "s*** it!" to my boss and bought a return flight to Edinburgh!!!
Had two friends from home, who had been staying there since september so I decided to go and meet them for a while before heading north to the Isle of Skye to work for the summer.
What a good decision this has been!!!
Stayed at the Belford Hostel, 10 mins foot walk from the heart of the city.  Had a pleasant little routine of Gregg's sausage rolls and Starbuck's small lattes to go!
Walked Princes Street a hundred times as well as the Old Town.  Couldn't get enough of sunsets at Calton Hill.   Climbed Arthur's Seat for a most stunning view of Edinburgh and its surroundings. Must do!!!
We spent almost every night in pubs just enjoying being with each other, all these nice people from all over the world: the "Church Bar" (can't remember the name but to get to this pub, we had to walk on a big cathedral's land so it was like if we were to go to the church!), the Iglu, the Black Bull on Grass Market and what else?!!
  The city was beautiful.  So ancient compare to where I come from.  Couldn't get enough of walking through cimetaries just to read the thombs that were, some of them, almost as old as America itself!

Impressive, gorgeous, magical!  I fell in love and sincerely hope that this love will never faint...

P.S Has absolutely nothing to do with the city itself but one night at the church bar, a local guy asked us a question that started a huge but friendly argument.  Our group, mainly composed of people from Canada and Australia, couldn't agree on whether the polar bear or the crocodile would win the fight if they would happen to meet each other somewhere somehow.  Have any opinion? :)