A Breath of Fresh Air

As we sat on the Tube during class a friend commented to me the change that had overtaken the group. When we started out the semester, it was foriegn to us how everyone kept to themselves on the train. Now, as we get in the bustle of the train, we fall into the same category. Several reasons were thrown out, one being exhaustion, another the dreary weather, but I see it as a problem with the big city. While the city has plenty to offer, it lacks a certain personal touch. I have never felt more alone than when I'm in the city, surrounded by millions. It's a strange concept, but nontheless true.

Sometimes it's hard to notice though. It was brought into stark contrast for me this past weekend. We had a four day break and could do whatever we wished. I tagged along with another girl to Scotland, specifically Loch Ness (and before you ask, no monster was witnessed during this trip). While the twelve hour bus ride was not fun, I was so glad I went. The Scottish countryside was breathtaking and it was nice to leave behind the school work, the insanity of the city, and all the stress associated with it. We walked up to a waterfall, down several rivers and creeks and along the ruins of an ancient castle on the lake all on the same weekend. There was no schedule to keep, no rush, we could just meander through the tiny town and surrounding forest. It was relaxing and a great break. It made me realize how much the city affected me. I was almost disturbed by how quiet it was and how empty it seemed. I laugh at myself now, but I hope I never forget the countryside like that again.