I fell in love with a country!

I can't precise how my leve relationship with Scotland started, but the moment I found myself buying its flag and thinking about booking another trip, I knew that I had hopelessly surrendered to the country. If somebody is interested in the before, I didn't know much about these lands. I bought my ticket thinking about bagpipes, men with skirts - not to be thought out of context, and yeah, the breathtaking scenery... but nothing else!!! Yeah, I had heard about William Wallance and I was even listening to the Soundtrack of Braveheart as I crossed the border, but still, I need to declare that I was utterly oblivious of the Edinburgh that could be seen beyond a touristic flyer. Alright, I get out of the bus and I immediately feel the chilling wind. Nobody warned me about that, but I want to see the city and I don't mind - I certainly did at night after clubbing, but that's another story. I start the trekking by myself and it isn't long before I joined a couple of Colombians. We comment on how the high roofs, the different levels of the city, the gardens, and the castle as a guardian above the hill make us feel in a fairy tale. After saying goodbye to my temporary companions, I decided to go to Calton hill and then Arthur's Seat. I spent almost the rest of my day hiking, almost measuring every single square meter of Calton Hill and Holyrood Park with my steps. It felt like being in a movie - the soundtrack might have contributed to that perspective; I found hard to believe that a location could provide both modernity and nature whithin miles. I dunno what happened exactly, as I've been saying, but I'm in love with Edinburgh.

My friend Sage told me that Edinburgh is her mom's favorite place and all world; now I understand that. I ignore her motivation beyond the obvious beauty, but I can certainly try to put into words what charmed me. I feel like home from day one. I know what is it about these people that appeals to me that much. I think that their English does not intimidate me because they're highly critized worldwide just because of their accent. It surely from the posh London accent, but I can understand every single word and even find cute the way they say "sorry." I had heard so many stories about the Glasgow accent... and guess who ended up chatting mostly with people from there? I loved the highlands cattle and even bought a stuffed animal, and I also learned about the Jacobites.I appreciate a good walk and Edinburgh is all about moving in the city on foot (buses? what for?.)
I found ways to really piss off a Scottish as well, which in a way shows how interested I am in thw whole Scottish deal. For example, asking for a scott instead of saying just whisky immediately makes Scottish people to think that you're another shallow American tourist. Nevermind asking them why their notes (bills) are different to the English notes. I honestly spent all the Scottish pounds in my possesion because I only wanted to bring "real money" to London. Don't elaborate on why you'd sooner french-kiss a sheep instead of trying Haggis. Don't dare to mention that Edimburgh's castle on the inside is way overrated.
I might go back... what am I saying? I know I have to go back!