Nov 14 2019

Friends in town

Category: MiscellaneousIuliana @ 1:40

You might have noticed I haven’t written in a while. I take breaks from blogging when I get a bout of depression, when I am too busy with works or my free time is full with other activities.

Good news my dear humans: I am not coming down with a bout of depression! I’ve been quite busy with work and I’ve had a friend over for a few days. I haven’t had a friend from Romania coming over for quite a while. The previous visit was in August and after that I’ve only spoken Romanian when talking to people on the phone.

The friend that came over – I’ve mentioned her before, it’s the fearless mountaineer friend that I admire so much. And these five days having her here were some of the best in my life. I don’t think I actually know another person that is so similar to me when it comes to food tastes, preferences to spend my time and apparently wines.

I needed a special reason to open a 36 year old bottle of port wine and her presence here was the perfect one. Athough we had a little difficulty with the cork, that after 36 years was quite fragile, we managed to open the bottle and enjoy it. And let me tell you, that bottle was worth the money, because it is one of the best wines I’ve tasted in my life. Everything about it was perfect.

A while ago, after my previous flat mate moved, I got a little bit sad, because I realized how lonely it is to live alone. Even if the previous flat mate and I did not really have an excellent co-habitation, I still felt a stronger pang of loneliness after he moved. But after having her here, I realized how silly that was. Living with the wrong person is worse than living alone. The same goes for any kind of relationship that involves two persons. Sometimes people just don’t fit, sometimes for anything really, so it’s better to just … let them go.

Anyway, I took her to visit all my favourite places in town and directed her to the places I love out of town, so she could go there in the days when I was working. I borrowed Dragonfly, my bike, to her because she loves biking everywhere and she had a blast. So, how did I spend my weekend?

I took her to the Portobello beach.

Then I took her to the centre of the city for a taste of Scottish culture.


And then I took her for a hike on Arthur’s seat to see the city from above.

There was some drinking involved, some of my perfect rib-eye steaks and some cat cuddling.

When I came back home today it just hit me, a little pang of sadness, because I really, really missed her. And I joked with her that she should have stayed longer, so she had enough time to become annoying. :))

And that’s why I took a blogging break, to focus on my work, on my piano playing and on spending as much time as I could with my friend.

I recently read an article that people cannot have more then 5 best friends at the same time, and about 150 acquaintances. Your brains and your free time just cannot handle more than that. But those 5 best friends should be so close that you would have no issue helping them bury a body. Well, not sure how many you have, but when talking about it with her, she mentioned that probably has none, and I think I might have 3. But I’m not sure is reciprocated. I would definitely help them bury a body, but if the situation were reversed, I’m pretty sure their partners would have something to say about it. :D

Stay safe, stay happy!

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