What a summer it was! It had highs, it had lows, it had travel and adventure, and it was packed full of new experiences. This summer I’ve found myself in lavender fields, tents, and wildflower meadows, on mountain peaks, boats, climbing walls, and planes. As the weather turns cooler and the nights draw in I thought I’d look back at the last few months and make a note of this summer’s biggest moments.
Summer began cautiously, with a blast of lukewarm sunshine here and there. I was training for my first ever 10K race and I didn’t let weather stop me. I relished my very early morning runs in the countryside, just me and the ducks, the rabbits, and the cows. Since the race, my dedication to running has diminished slightly, and I miss that sense of achievement I got from every mile I logged. Now that I’m settling into my autumn routine I’m hoping to get back into running a few times a week.
At the end of June things took a very bad turn. I wrote down some thoughts on the sadness, uncertainty and xenophobia after the EU referendum a couple of months ago. I still end up yelling at the tv often when I watch the news as this awfulness unfolds but I trying to focus on the positive and the hopeful.
In what was possibly the best way to mend our broken hearts and cheer ourselves up, my boyfriend and I spent a fantastic week in northern Italy. We split our time there between the Italian Alps, where we walked and walked and walked in countryside straight out of The Sound of Music, and the magnificent lake Garda, where we explored the prettiest and most colourful little towns and villages, and ate our weight in gelato. It was a truly wonderful holiday!
After getting back from Italy, I gave myself a little project to help with the post-holiday blues. I would make this summer one for fearlessness, for adventure, for new things. This turned out to be a most excellent idea. Because of this new resolution I finally tried rock climbing which I loved and I am still obsessed with. Armed with this new mindset I dipped my toe in Youtube film making and I’ve really been enjoying it. Have you seen my Capsule Wardrobe videos?
I also tried being more spontaneous and said “Yes!” to a very last minute weekend getaway to “the other place”. Exploring Cambridge was great, and even though I was determined to find it lacking compared to Oxford, I came back completely charmed by it.
At the end of August, we went to The Big Feastival, a magical food and music festival on Alex James’ farm in the Cotswolds, for the third year in a row, except this time we camped there instead of coming home every night. Another first for me! I was a tad worried about this. After all, I’m relatively easy going but I do enjoy a spotless bathroom, hot showers, and fluffy pillows. In this case, I knew that the Feastival is always a super-fun weekend and suspected that camping in the beautiful Cotswolds countryside for three nights would make it even better. So I embraced my inner hippie – who knew I even had one? -and I loved it! That last weekend of August was definitely one of the highlights of my year.
Not ready to let go of sunshine and warmth, I planned a late-summer visit back home. It was perfect! My boyfriend and I visited with friends and family and enjoyed everything my tiny Mediterranean homeland has to offer. We walked in tiny medieval alleyways, explored quaint shops and found respite from the heat in traditional cafes with fresh lemonade and pastries. We hiked trails in the pine forest and took in magnificent views from the highest peaks. We swam in turquoise waters and found shells in white sand beaches. It was a very fitting end to an amazing summer.