Travelling teacher

The train is off, and with it so am I. To my left the spires of Edinburgh Old Town architecture, to my right, miles of farmland, browned by the Scottish winter. Goodbye, Scotland, it's been a treat. I went for a wee bus ride or three this morning, down to the port town of Newhaven, where I was all but blown over by the wind. Nevertheless, it was a journey well worth it, the Scottish coastline proving itself to be as romantically inclined as literature would suggest. Weather-wise, Scotland has quite lived up to its rainy reputation, my two days here filled with a mixture of wind, rain, and snow. Despite all of this, the sun seems to have decided to mock me, breaking through the clouds and shining in my eyes as I write this. It has been a strangely familiar experience, where I feel almost at home, I'm not sure exactly why. I've been trying to logic it away, but the climate, the landscape, the architecture are all so different from kiwiland so I'm putting it down to Scot...

So it's Day One (well kind of Day Two) of my adventure and I'm two hours from London - flying over Austria actually, though you wouldn't know for all the snow clouds. At 38000 ft, it's -62°C outside. Highlights so far have been the 20Mb of free WiFi on each flight, exploited satisfactorily I might add, and the plane's outside cameras, genius idea thanks Emirates. Low light was definitely the flight attendant spilling juice all over me without realising (I do quite well enough at spilling food all by myself without needing assistance, thanks very much). Watching three fighter jets flying past leaving a jet stream miles behind reminds me once again that I'm in Europe for reals and it's finally starting to all sink in. This world is a bunch bigger than lil old New Zealand. All of a sudden these places which have been map locations and Wikipedia pages are about to become real actual places with memories attached - here we go!