I slept for a bit and then The WRS came by to pick me up to go eat. We headed to a couple of pubs, the Wetherspoon, which I am told is a chain and not that big of a deal, but I liked it - and I am not sure the name of the other one, Bon Arrow or something like that. I had some Belgium beer which was odd tasting and some Scottish beer which was odd tasting. I probably shouldn't drink beer, seeing as how I don't like it much anyway, but I thought I was in Scotland and that I needed to do what the Scots do. hehe
We then found an Indian Karaoke restaurant. It was loaded with very drunk singers, but we found a quiet corner and ordered some take out and took it to the hotel room to eat.
On to Sunday Morning - -
I woke up feeling adventurous and headed out to find the train station. I was determined to see Edinburgh. I located the train station and got on, pretending I knew what I was doing. I found a seat, and soon found myself surrounded by.. and I hesitate to sound stereotypical here.. but if I were a suspicious type person, I would have called them "terrorists." Sitting next to me, across from me, around me, and they were all together and they were all speaking in tongues and taking loads of pictures. One guy walked by looking for a seat in the middle of all of this and the terrorists leaned together and whispered "American" in an awed type tone. I decided then I was keeping my mouth shut for the entire train trip.
So I blended. At least until I got to Edinburgh and one of the terrorists was polite enough to let me out first. I said, "Thanks!" In my American midwestern with a slight southern twang accent. I have to be at least a little defiant ya know.
Now on with the show........
That is all for the pictures, my memory card was full and my battery ran out. I have learned my lesson though, when being a tourist always have an extra memory card and an extra battery. ;-)