Chasing Sunsets: Edinburgh, Scotland: My Adoptive Family

A few years ago I met a young man named Gus.

We met at a dinner at Jesus College, Cambridge. Neither of us students, we were both there visiting friends. I cannot remember any details of our meeting, only that he was there and so was I.

Two years later we met again at the Jesus College May Ball, both visiting the same people as the last time. Once again, I remember very little about anything we may have said to each other. I'm sure I probably complained about it being cold, and he probably wondered who the hell invited the unruly Australian.

Fair enough too, what was I doing?

Moving right along.

Some time after Cambridge we became pen pals and firm friends. And now that I am in Edinburgh, the poor boy just can't get rid of me.

This is Gus.

I already considered myself very lucky to know I would have one good friend in Edinburgh from day one of my exchange, but I now consider myself even luckier as Gus' lovely family have agreed to adopt me.

Sorry Australian family!

I have gained a British father, mother, brother and sister, and it is just wonderful. I've been able to do all sorts of great things through my new fam. I got to go to the opening of a gorgeous exhibition which Gus has work featured in, I went to a giant festival-like party on a neighbouring property and got to dance all night long in my wellies (I'm never wearing heels again!), I got to bake and create all day with my sis (gosh we're talented!) in preparation for her 21st ceilidh (what a night!), I get to cuddle with my favourite little pup all the time (look how cute she is!), and there's a family trip to the Highlands in the works.