After landing in Hurricane Bawbag, Scotland's scariest storm in a while, we were quite happy with the negative temperatures of a dry Friday to explore. We started at the Elephant House cafe, where JK Rowling penned the early editions of Harry Potter. Creative and delicious. Next, we stopped in the graveyard the cafe overlooks to see the grave of Thomas Riddel - sound familiar, Potterheads? I'm not a huge fan, but I knew that this was a site of holiness for those of the HP cult following. Anyone could tell by the destroyed grass and muddy footprints leading to the resting place of this unknowingly famous man.
The day continued on the Royal Mile, Edinburgh's big touristy street, and then at a German Christmas Market. We powered on to Topshop, the happiest place on earth, the classy Forever21 where every garment is either fantastical or magical. I bought wonderful earwarmer because I was freezing more than it was cute. But, it is very cute. You'll see it in the upcoming photoblog, if you so care. You probably don't. Oh well.
We sped through a return visit to the Christmas market, a brief runthrough of the National Gallery, and then a walk down to Grassmarket, another cute area of cafes and shops. One vintage place boasted cashmere sweaters, kilts, and wigs. Quite an outfit one could make.
We rested in the University of Edinburgh's stunning student center while our NU friend studying there, Maura printed our boarding passes. We only had a few hours left!
As had become customary, we stopped at a Tesco grocery store for more grabngo meal items! Who doesn't love a budget supermarket meal! Exciting additions included canned soup - a warmer before we headed down to Birmingham for two lovely days at Elizabeth's parent's friend's home.
General Sleepiness hits you after a week in three cities in three countries. The thing I like the least about these three countries is the hot and cold faucets don't overlap streams, so your left hand becomes very hot and your right hand, very cold. I very much don't like this sensation of inequality and, well, pain.
But I very much do like formulating sentences in strange orders with superfluous words, as do the British quite enjoy. I think it sounds just lovely.
And I am excited to be in a warm home with a real bed tonight. That sounds much more than just lovely.
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