Travel notes -- going to Edinburgh

I never wrote my travel stories in English.  This series is an exception, for my Scottish mum Maureen, and for my friends Robert and Cathy in Edinburgh.

In Edinburgh, I had some good time
In Edinburgh, I had some hard time

It all began in 2001, when I received two job offers.  One was a three years offer from USA.  The other one was from Roslin, Edinburgh.  Edinburgh, in many people's eyes, is a Mecca of quantitative genetics pilgrims.  Then I accepted the later.

I left China in May, when my wife was already pregnant for five months.  To us, the outside world was a big unknown.  So my wife and I decided that I go first, or alone.

It turned out to be a pleasant journey.  I came out of China for the first time.  There were so many new people and things that I hardly had ever had the chance to imagine.  My work also went on smoothly.  After this half year post, I got another job in Edinburgh University in the King's Buildings.

The time came that I can bring my family to Edinburgh to live together again.  My wife had then a good job in a local music school.  She was also loved by her many students.  It was a pity for her to give up all this to follow me.  Another pity was that my first son was so eager to see the world, that he came out two weeks earlier than expected.  When I flew back to China, he was already one-week old.