Slept in a little today even though Tommy couldn't sleep and woke up at 5am.
Took a cab to the Edinburgh Castle after a yummy continental breakfast.
Our cabbie was awesome and sang us a song about Phoenix.
Had a guided tour of the castle by an awesome guy named Graeme who wore awesome pants trousers.
Stopped at the gift shop on the way out and got some cool stuff.
On our way back into the center of town, we ate lunch at this place called The Filling Station.
They had a map of New Mexico on all their menus (awesome).
Tommy tried the haggis and liked it (gross).
I refused.
Found our way back to the rail station.
Pretty much pros at this point using the map.
Waited, shopped, waited, looked for non-alcoholic hot apple cider to soothe my sore throat but it is apparently unheard of here.
Took a 4 hour train ride to Manchester and talked the ear off some guy sitting next to us while Tommy slept.
Checked into our hotel and made a reservation at the hotel restaurant.
Everything here smells like gravy.
Finished dinner and watched some British TV.
Feeling nauseous.
Need sleep.
Us in front of Edinburgh Castle.
The view of the city from the Castle.
Our awesome tour guide with his awesome pants.
The Castle was really big and only bits of it were built around the same time so each part, as you can tell, is very different.
There was a bagpiper playing on the side of the street for money. It was AMAZING!
