|Trapped in Edinburgh Castle|
Anyway, this trip is probably better shown through pictures with captions rather than me typing 10 paragraphs telling you what we did. So here we go:
Ok so first I don't think I ever told you how Casey and I conquered the lions in Trafalgar. We did.
|This reminds me of the "Long Live the King" stampede|
scene in The Lion King.
|Oh yeah, we rock|
Ok so Edinburgh. Summary- 5 am wake up for 7 am train + Drowsiness inducing motion sickness medicine = exhausted Tina
Still worth it.
|Rose Street- fun times!|
|Where JK apparently started HP|
|Scotland has the right to print its own bank notes|
they look really different from England's
|Every time I ask them to smile I get something like this|
|We stopped at Edinburgh Castle|
|It's just chillin there in the middle of the city|
|This is Liz and I being partners at the Ceilidh|
|aaand inevitably screwing something up|
|Cuties at the Ceilidh|
|Coolest old Scottish guy ever. We Scottish waltzed together|
Anyway, if you ever get to go to a Ceilidh, in the States or anywhere else, do it. It is so much fun. The lack of pics is a combo of laziness and the fact that we were dancing almost the whole time so there was no time for pics. This dance lasted well past midnight and I didn't get to bed till like 1:30. So. Worth. It.
|Scottish flag car/taxi. Cool stuff.|
Please add Edinburgh to the list of "Places Tina will probably end up living if she gets the chance" because I would LOVE to live here.
Soreness kicks in. Hours of walking ahead of us. Let's do this.
|Holyrood House, the residence of the Queen|
when she visits Scotland
|Destroyed Abbey- common theme in the UK|
|Bein a guard. I'm cool like that.|
|The gardens were BEAUTIFUL|
|We have to climb that!?!?!?|
yes. Yes we did. But not before stopping at:
|The tree themed Scottish Parliament building.|
I'm serious. It is tree themed
I wish I could remember some of the interesting things about the Scottish Parliament. I mean, they basically told England "HEY, WE WANT TO MAKE LOCAL LAWS FOR OURSELVES," and England/Westminster said "Ok." And that is the story of the Scottish Parliament.
On to more fun and painful things: Climbing Arthur's Seat.
|The beginning of the walk|
|scaling rocks to get to the top|
|We conquered it. With silly poses|
|and some dangerous ones|
|Bill is a beast. He danced all night at the Ceilidh AND climbed|
the seat. Did I mention he just turned 65?
He's the director of the London Centre
|Oh you know, just relaxing on top of the world|
|so we decided to do an awesome jumping shot|
Then Casey and I decided to be brave. Really brave. And do what my father before me did not even attempt:
|Diggin in to my Haggis, Neeps and Tatties|
It actually wasn't bad at all. It doesn't look gross and was pretty tasty!
|Then I got cake with ice cream. Of course!|
A short day, as we had a 5 hour train to catch at like 2, so we got some snacks then headed to a car boot sale that Bill had directed us to. The boot is the trunk of the car, so basically it's a sale where people drive to this parking garage and sell stuff. Giant garage sale. I only bought a few small things, but Andrea, Casey and Liz came across something, er, larger and more useful... I think.
Casey and Andrea also got some cool stuff for their apartment next year. It was a good time. Satisfied with Edinburgh but exhausted, we hopped back on the train to King's Cross and headed home.
3 weeks left, YIKES.