So, we arrived in Edinburgh yesterday after hours on the train. It was a beautiful ride, and I must say... the food here is about a billion times better than in London. The mashed potatoes I ate anywhere there were absolutely bland, but we ate at this place called Conan Doyle's (there's a Sherlock Holmes statue on the outside!) and I almost cried when I tasted the potatoes; it was heaven. I had a steak pie as well, no kidney, but it was fantastic.
I'd load pictures up but 1. my camera died yesterday and is now charging and 2. even if I had been able to take pictures, the internet cafe doesn't allow us to connect our cameras and the like. I'll have to steal a bunch of pictures from other people on the trip when I get back, because I was unable to photograph some really gorgeous stuff.
York was fun yesterday. We stopped there on the way to Edinburgh. We only had a few hours, though, and I didn't get to go everywhere I would have liked.
Last night after arriving, we went out and had the amazing food. Then, we walked down to a pub where a bunch of the choir members and people were. It was a fun place and the music was lively, but there was a guy at the bar who seemed to have had a few too many. He started yelling really loud and then a guy came up and got in his face. Angryman was blocked from our view for a few seconds, but when the other guy stepped to the side... well, he must have said something very upsetting, because Angryman was in tears. He kicked the door open and ran down the street.
A few minutes later, he stumbled back in and yelled something completely unrecognizable and then chased some other guy out the door and down the street again. I ALMOST witnessed my first pub fight. I kind of felt cheated when he started crying.
Well, now we're about to walk back to the hotel to get ready for Rosslyn tonight. 8 PM!! That's 2 PM in Illinois, so be crossing your fingers that we sound lovely. I'll let you know how it turns out. :)
Love you all.
Katie
3 comments:
(This really Dad. Google only allows one registration per email address.) It sounds like you're really having a good and productive time. I'm sorry the shepherd's pie and the Scottish pub hooligans haven't measured up to your exacting standards--but there is still time for both to redeem themselves. Take care and remember we paid a detective to follow you.
The guy must've told Angryman that he looked like Mr.Bean, or used some other inhumane Iranian tactic. Frankly, this type of behavior from Britons is something I have come to expect. After seeing Lock, Stock I would suggest that you should have spit alcohol in Angryman's face and then set him on fire.
Break a bow hair! I wish I could be there to hear you.
Love,
Mom
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