Souvenirs of Summer 2017

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So, I graduated this summer. When I started University back in 2014, 2017 seemed really far away. But, here we are...
For three years, there was always something to think about: assignments and such. After graduation, you are kind of free (well, if you have no plans like me). You won't have that guideline or marking criteria in making things work. This is your life. So far I am enjoying this free-flowing and non-graded adventure of mine as I don't want to step my foot into the competitive corporate world, not yet.
White Cliffs of Dover

Durdle Door

Lulworth Cove

 This summer, we went on a lot of short hikes. Sunsets are always amazing especially when you are at the edge of the earth and everyone around you is mesmerized (and almost consumed) by the setting of the sun and that is a beautiful thing to witness.
End of August Fireworks at Edinburgh

The highlight of this summer was Scotland trip. Oh, and we had no idea about the August festival in Scotland and sitting in a car for almost seven hours, we wanted a good meal that night. Searching for a nice place to dine at Edinburgh, we arrived at the city and it happened to be a fireworks night that night. Certainly, Edinburgh was happy to see us. Right place at right time, always. After the warm welcome, everything else was just a bonus on this trip.
Portobello Beach, Edinburgh
Edinburgh Castle
Port of Glasgow


The Kelpies at Helix Park
The Forth Bridge



Inchcailoch, Loch Lomond National Park

Luss village, Loch Lomond National Park




Canterbury

After the Scotland trip, we took a few city trips, here and then, to Birmingham, Oxford, Leicester, Canterbury. We had tons of 'right place at right time' moments on those trips as well.  



Lastly, we ended this summer on a good note with this rosy birthday cake of mine and of course we say 'Alhumdulillah'.   



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