Decided rather precipitously to go to Edinburgh today while sitting around last night.
So, we ran for the 7:55 train to Edinburgh Waverly and spent most of the day on the Royal Mile.
I knew it was August, month of the Festival and the Tattoo. I had, perhaps willfully, been ignorant of the wildness of the Fringe Festival. Let's just say that redthought
and I were at one point approached by two guys wearing nothing but very tightie
green and yellowies trying to get us to go to a comedy show.
Thought of several of you
several times, I meant to write about all of them once I got back. However, the only time I can remember now is albanach
when we werel on the corner by the Albanach store. I'm sure you see the connection.
We'd intended to buy a couple of tartan blankets and some whiskey to export back to the US. This was impeded by a few factors. 1) Forgot the name of the whiskey that mhaithaca
wanted once there, and 2) the Mill isn't carrying even 15% of the blankets they did in March. Both were my stupidity, I guess. Well, forgetting definitely was. I'm thinking in retrospect that the reason for not carrying blankets is that, well...it's summer time. And very warm.
We did find a pig. Unsurprisingly. :)
Well, my feet hurt and I'm sleepy. I'll be going to bed shortly. Yay!