And so it is finally happening. I am on the platform at Leuchars (or ‘Leuchars for St Andrews’ as the sign describes it) waiting for the train that will permanently whisk me away to pastures new. Despite having officially left after grad I have actually had two planned, University related trips planned since. Now I have none.
This then means that this my proper goodbye to the Bubble. Not entirely sure how I survived (or, more accurately, how my liver survived) the last four years, but it was a blast.
Don’t worry St A, although I have no trips back planned I’m sure I’ll think of something!