In between my posts about what I got up to in the Lake District, I thought I'd briefly fill you in on the time I went to Virginia Water in Surrey. Mum was looking for a place to go during the week to make sure my brother actually got some fresh air and I remembered Kiran mentioning Virginia Water as it was close by to Royal Holloway, the university she'll be attending come September. 

London and I are permanently in a love/hate relationship. 

The more I travel, the more I realise how comfortable I feel in mountainous landscapes. The incredible view below and ones like it relax me like nothing else and are wholeheartedly one of the reasons I chose to go to Stirling for my degree. But London, as I'm sure you've noticed, looks nothing like those rolling hills. London has enough culture, icons and landmarks to rival all of mainland Europe (as well as being the home of my friends and family) but it's also polluted, overpopulated and flat. Very, very flat. Flat is okay for a while but I get a true yearning for hills and mountains after too long.

This trip to the Lake District was slap bang in the middle of my summer break from uni so it has thankfully been able to tide me over until I'm back in bonnie Scotland. I got to see some incredible feats of nature and it didn't rain half as much as we thought it would! To top it all off, this was my first real trip without the input of parents, with just my uni friends. It was great to see everyone again even if it was only for a few days with some people. In this post I'll lay down what I got up to while I was there but save my favourite part of the holiday for the following post. 

My mum is unequivocally where I get my wanderlust. Dad is a homebird, through and through, but Mum and I are always itching to travel. We love returning to a place but are equally keen on exploring somewhere new. That's how we ended up in Honiton, East Devon for our lunch, in a little cafe just off the high street while attempting to make it to Lyme Regis for the day.

While we wandered around there, popping in and out of shops, we came across an estate agent's window. Having survived the brief heart attack from looking at the unbelievably low prices of houses away from London, we were quite taken with a three-bedroom mews. After a quick chat with the estate agent about where it was and what the deal was, we ended up driving out to see it!