During my time of study I barley have any time to make my way out of the library. Even at the moment, as I type furiously on the keyboard, I am among hard working students that have not seen the outside of this prison in weeks. Extremely morbid, but unfortunately true, I decided that one great way to pass the time would be to write about a small adventure to east sand’s beach in St. Andrews. Of course this wasn’t really an adventure because it took my flatmates and I about 5 minutes to walk there, but nevertheless, it was something more than waking up at the crack of dawn to drag my feet to the library.
However, despite my current depressed mood over work (and a massive hangover that I acquired well having a bit too much wine at last night’s ball), the sunrise was something I will never forget. I have always been told that the sunrise over east sand’s beach is exceptionally beautiful but I have yet to witness it until now.
Waking up early and bundled up in a ton of sweaters, my flatmates and I made it over to east sands to be met with a spectacular view. But weirdly, what I was more impressed by was the amount of people that seemed to be up at this time in the morning. Thinking that we would potentially be the only people crazy enough to get up for no better reason then to see a sunrise on a frosty morning, we were extremely mistaken. Joggers and dog walkers were everywhere.
Even though I was cold and tired, I think that I might have to start getting up early more often. Everyone at the beach seemed to have pep in their step and were appreciative of the beautiful sunrise that we were met with. I guess the early bird really does catch the worm, in this case, the worm being one heck of a sunrise.
Worst analogy ever, but I think you can see a bit more of what I mean when looking at this beautiful view: