Innkeeper'S Lodge Edinburgh, South Queensferry
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... friend and I catch the train to western Scotland. Lynda texts us that it is my bag that has arrived and that she will be joining us around midnight. After living several days out of one suitcase, we return to Edinburgh to learn that her bag has finally arrived. The day before we are to return to Washington, we catch the airport tram to pick up the wayward luggage. When we get to the airport they look at us strangely and say that they sent it ...
... parents. And that's how I wound up drinking far too much whiskey in the middle of the day. I finished about 3 and a half drams before I was DONE. The first thing I did was giggle a lot, and then all I wanted to do was sleep. This was the most intoxicated I've ever been- shut up, you losers, I'm on medication that amplifies the effects of alcohol. Plus, being a light weight just means I'll never have to pay as much for alcohol as y'all broke badasses will.
Day Two (12/06/14):
The next morning we awoke before the sun to catch the bus that would take us on a tour of the Scottish Highlands. We boarded the orange bus that would be our home for the day after making sure we both had cups of coffee in our hands.
Our first stop of the day was just outside ...
... great job at hiding it mom!) ;) Once I wasn't shaking anymore I left and did some window shopping. Walked around old town and the Royal Mile; so many cashmere shops! It's a bit ridiculous. I was searching for a bag and finally settled on one that I didn't hate. Of course then I walked down the street a bit more to find this guy selling leather backpacks which is what I was REALLY wanting. Damn it! I'm too lazy to take anything back though and waste ...
... or something, so we suspect it might have been too 'noodly' for our tastes.
Then we noticed a lot of people sitting on the steps right in front of the castle, so we joined, like lemmings, thinking hopefully that the tattoo would march from outside the castle to inside the grounds where it was taking place. We listened to 5 young people having a "Tattoo Programs" competition with minimal luck. We eventually realized that we were simply in ...