07.06.2013 - 07.06.2013
Pleasure in a sun-baked back on a brisk Edinburgh morning. This week we get sun, and all the vacationers are out of caravan and tent to bask in its feeble rays. The smell of everyone else's good cooking all around. Kettles warming for coffee and tea. Coffee and tea are sacred here. Assumed you must drink it. Offered every hour or so. I drank two cups our first morning but had to pee the rest of the day. No more.
We walk everywhere, too cheap to pay the three pounds each way in and out of the city. And why not--won't we be walking across the whole of Scotland? From Mortonhall Caravan and Camping, we take roughly two hours to arrive in Old Town. Thank God for 10 pm twilights.
Bah. I can't wait to eat any longer. The neighbors' bacon is killing me.
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The National Monument of Scotland on Calton Hill
Bill pillars, tiny man
I really don't like my strange expression here, but it's a nice shot of Arthur's Seat in the distance
Teehee, Chris looks dorky
We're back at Arthur's Seat because of course we had to climb the side we didn't get to climb the day before
That's a good-looking seat, if you ask me
The city's all right, too