Into Edinburgh

Good evening ヾ(＾∇＾)

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Woke up at 6am to get ready in time for our train going to Edinburgh. There was definitley a bite to the air that morning - the kind that makes your tips of all your extremities tingle slightly. Deciding to wear my fur lined coat that is exceptionally warm closed but suprisingly cool when open, we booked a taxi to the train station.

The taxi driver got us talking about the differences in the north and south of England. It is rather peculiar how much change there is in such tiny country. A lot of the food that is very popular up here, doesnt exist down there. Corned beef pasties, pease pudding, stotties. It would be a lie if I tell you they look visually appealing at all, but they were always a comfort food when I was a kid and the majority of people still eat things like this on the daily up in the north.

When we arrived at the train station we only had five minutes until our train arrived. Perfect timing, or so we thought. Ofcourse our train had to be delayed by an hour. And as someone who is always very early to things and my partner is the opposite, this was a win in his books. "See we didn't have to rush" - I will almost certainley not change and still try to convince him we need to be everywhere a good time earlier than neccessary ◔_◔

I got this Mr Bean Teddy, and decided to take him with me for a chuckle as it reminded me of the holiday episode

When the train eventually came we both slipped into this silent tranquility. Its nice to be so comfortable around someone that you can both silently agree that you just want to look out the window and daydream for the next couple of hours. My mind started to slip away when a gaggle of teenagers came stomping aboard. Loud voices, plopping down in seats - up and down - up and down, Munching on crisps and playing TikToks. I audibly sighed. Now dont get me wrong, I don't judge them, It made me think of how exciting everything was back then. I was such a shut in as a child, everything seemed like the wildest adventure. It made me happy really but as an adult now it is my responsibility to role my eyes and talk about them disrupting my peace ꉂꉂ(ᵔᗜᵔ*)

Stepping of onto the platform I felt a weight dropping off me. All my problems had been trailing behind the train unable to catch up. And now, so far away, they couldn't possibly get to me in time. I would just have to pick them back up on the way home, Now was a time for me, myself and I.

Its strange arriving in a place you haven't been to in years but somehow your brain has securley locked away the map of the enire place. It felt like I had just been here yesterday for all I know. We made our way down the Royal mile, popping into shops as we went. I got a pasty from a small backery as my blood craved it - only a couple miles away and already home sick somewhere in my subconcious. At the top of the Royal mile is The castle which we ended up visiting.

It was.... rammed. We got there in time for the one o'clock firing canon. Everyone was crowded outside waiting for it so we decided we may as well go into the cafe right beside it and then go out when it starts. Little did we know shortly after sitting down with this insanely good cake and wrap (and I mean god damn it was good), they had actually locked us inside the building. We quickly ate our food and made our way to the door where we found them both locked shut. The gaurd outside smiled and waved at our stupidity. People must try this all the time, but we accepted our fate and waited for them to allow us back out. The cannon made more of a *poot* than the loud explosion I was expecting so I wasn't too disapointed when I missed it.

I have no idea what this cake was - It had biscoff but tasted like a christmasy rum cake

We explored inside the castle seeing the brith place of James VI, crown jewels, armory and much more

We went exploring away from the main street and came across the graveyard where a Greyfriars bobbys statue is. A dog that became famous after spending fourteen years gaurding its owners grave after he passed away. Such an infamous story that I remember learning about it in school. I remember back then it had made me cry, the love and innocence of our pets always gets me going ૮(˶ㅠ︿ㅠ)ა

We didnt do the ghost hunt this time, which starts in this area. I remember when we did it last time we visited, I was very amused by our tour guide. He was just a regular lanky bald guy whos uniform (I guessed) consisted of a long black leather trench coat, big boots and black painted nails. You could tell he was probably just some guy called Greg, who more than likely wore some jeans and a flannel shirt on his days off. And the best part was that he absolutely reeked of whiskey. He was having the time of his life, or maybe he was just that off his rockers that he seemed to be ahaha. I think he just enjoyed messing with anyone that was scared

We had our tea in the affably named "Greyfrairs Bobbys bar" since it seemed suitable. Havng my second pastry of the day ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ.𖥔🥧 ⊹°•

We spent the rest of the day exploring different shops which to be honest mostly had all of the same tatt in. Enjoyed it nevertheless. Heres a photo from our hotel window. This hotel in particular gives you a rubber duck which is such a stupid marketing scheme that totally worked on me lol