Highfield Guest House
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... the tour into the mine as soon as we got off the bus. Everyone had to be fitted with a hard hat & headlamp. After the intro video we piled into a bus that took us further up the mountain. The views were breathtaking with steep green hills broken up by grey slate and small streams cascading down into the valley below. Those hard hats proved to be very necessary as the mine got quite low in places ...
... roll. I thought the regular meal might contain pork, but in my experience it's usually beef or chicken. When breakfast came around, I was actually hungy, and glad to have the dry white bagel with butter and jam, and fruit cup. The tea was good and hot, and helped settle my stomach.
My seat mate and I weren't very talkative until the end of the flight, which was OK with me as I didn't feel up to making small talk for most of the flight. He ...
... and then went souvenir shopping on the royal mile. We headed back to the hostel for some dinner and packing. Then we went on a bank/money excursion after dinner and came back to the hostel around 8. We decided to have an early night today and just relax in our room. Plus I'm getting sick as of the past few hours so hopefully it'll go away after a good nights ...
... a food truck (I love food trucks) amazing tacos this time, and went to the Pleasance, which is another square filled with pop up pubs and loads of shows. Few more bevvies in there to kill some time before the day's main event; Tom Thumb and Jamie MacDowell. Holy ****, it was out of this world. It was one dude rocking out on his guitar and singing, with the other guy doing all of the other instruments with his mouth - beatboxing. Jamie had got a tip from someone at work ...
... Church from above and destroying it. (I had a very unholy image of the big statue of the Canada goose outside of Wawa, Ontario coming to life, flying over St Giles and doing that dirty deed!). He went on to tell of his sharing of this concern with a friend who was a midwife who "consoled" him with her analogy that, “in her experience, a **** usually comes before the miracle of a birth”.