I decided to go to Edinbourgh to visit my friend Beth. We met at Xavier and she went to the Edinbourgh School of Art and Design. (She’s an awesome artist www.bethshortt.com).
I was at the train station on my way to Edinbourgh very proud that I had the train system down and knew where I was headed when I overhead someone asking for directions. While overhearing the conversation I realized that he had been given wrong directions. When he walked away I told him that I was going to Edinbourgh, which leaves from Platform 5 and changes trains at York. Noticing my American accent he asked where I was from. It turns out he was not just from Indiana but also Fort Wayne. On the train ride our conversation continued and we found out the I went to school with his cousin Brad and he went to school with my cousin Charlie… small world.
As soon as I arrived in Edinbourgh I had just enough time to put my bags in Beth’s apartment before we were off to salsa dancing lessons with her two friends. My new Fort Wayne friend joined us. After dancing we stopped in a restaurant to get some food; our choices included: fried fish, fried sausage, fried pudding or french fries. So I had fried fish with vinegar and brown sauce. I’ll have to agree with the stereotype that the Scottish are not known for their food.
The next day was full of sightseeing as we had our own personal Scotsman, Robert, one of Beth’s good friends. Highlights included the Crags, Arthur’s Seat (both hills), The Palace of Holyroodhouse, Edinbourgh Castle, Royal Mile, the Fourth Brige and (the Kingdom of) Fife and the National Museum of Scotland. At the Museum of Scotland I saw Dolly the cloned sheep!!!!wheww.. it was a bit of a hectic trip.
I was at the train station on my way to Edinbourgh very proud that I had the train system down and knew where I was headed when I overhead someone asking for directions. While overhearing the conversation I realized that he had been given wrong directions. When he walked away I told him that I was going to Edinbourgh, which leaves from Platform 5 and changes trains at York. Noticing my American accent he asked where I was from. It turns out he was not just from Indiana but also Fort Wayne. On the train ride our conversation continued and we found out the I went to school with his cousin Brad and he went to school with my cousin Charlie… small world.
As soon as I arrived in Edinbourgh I had just enough time to put my bags in Beth’s apartment before we were off to salsa dancing lessons with her two friends. My new Fort Wayne friend joined us. After dancing we stopped in a restaurant to get some food; our choices included: fried fish, fried sausage, fried pudding or french fries. So I had fried fish with vinegar and brown sauce. I’ll have to agree with the stereotype that the Scottish are not known for their food.
The next day was full of sightseeing as we had our own personal Scotsman, Robert, one of Beth’s good friends. Highlights included the Crags, Arthur’s Seat (both hills), The Palace of Holyroodhouse, Edinbourgh Castle, Royal Mile, the Fourth Brige and (the Kingdom of) Fife and the National Museum of Scotland. At the Museum of Scotland I saw Dolly the cloned sheep!!!!wheww.. it was a bit of a hectic trip.
I did eat hagus! but the only way I would try it was if it was on pizza so we did order a hagus pizza. Interestingly enough the Scottish do wear kilts it’s not just a stereotype and throughout the trip I could bagpipes playing from different buildings and parks.
What a fun weekend you had! And fancy meeting up with another Hoosier. Is that wonky or brilliant? I think it is brilliant that you knew he had the wrong directions.
If you had their haggis on pizza, then you probably didn’t have the traditional neeps and taties with it. Gotta go back and try that.
Love, A.J.
All I can say is WOW!! You are definately making the most of you time while you are over there.
I am jealous you got to go to Scotland that is one place I would love to visit.
Glad to hear you are enjoying yourself!!!
Miss Ya
Your picture is beautiful. What a great time you are having…and nice to know you can find a little bit of home while you are there. Truly, the world is becoming smaller and smaller. Hope to see you soon, and have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
Lib..
your picture is breathtaking. So nice to know that you can find a little bit of home in a far away place. The world is truly becoming smaller and smaller. Hope you have a nice Thanksgiving Day….maybe you can find some turkey!
Love you, J
Lib..
Love your picture.
Lib…
Got carried away…did not know if my comments were published…the more comments, the merrier!
Lib-
I’m no Spinner614, but I still love your picture.
chris