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Today was our last day in Edinburgh. We took a bus to Leith where Darcy was able to tour the Royal Yacht Brittania, Yacht to the Royal Family. Jason and I didn't tour it as we saw it last time. From there Darcy toured the Queens's summer home in Scotland, the Palace of Hollyrood House, again we did not as we saw it last time. Jason has renamed …
... if you walk in front of traffic, they slam on
the brakes and give you a "what are you doing you stupid westerner"
look. 30 motorcycles will stop to allow 1 car to go, and 10 cars will stop to
allow a bus or truck to go, no matter where they are on the road or the
situation around them, so the bigger you are, the more priority you have. The
horn is the most important part of a vehicle, especially when overtaking on
3. Curfews are ...
... vegetable source all year for me (except maybe winter when the vegetable selection is pretty limited to Jerusalem artichokes!)
Our touring around for the day was done and we all spent a couple hours chatting in the kitchen. Tom's, (from Boston), cooking abilities are limited to PB & J sandwiches (black currant jam because he thought it was the same thing as grape jelly...) but he upgraded for dinner and had canned soup and canned corn (he was ...
... back streets, we were on said road to the main prize - St Andrews. The drive was actually really nice through farmland with stone fences and wildflowers everywhere. We decided the British farms are more exciting than NZ farms since they're so much more varied - NZ is all just cows and sheep, but here they have mostly crops of various kinds and the flowers everywhere means it wins.
We got into St Andrews and parked up opposite the busiest ice cream shop you've ...
... I stuck to the road even though it isn’t very pleasant as one feels obliged to step onto the verge every time a car comes past. Everyone seems to drive a little Mini painted in racing livery, and driven accordingly, so more than once it was a spring rather than a mere step onto the verge that was required. At the crossroads I took the right, signposted towards Strathkinness, as that is the road that passes through the Bishop’s wood.
One half of the wood ...