So, you've been out for dinner (which was awesome by the way), have gotten to the train station in pretty good time to find out that the train is full and even though you bought tickets for £65, they won't let you on the train. So, you run for the Virgin train that's about to leave and is going to Glasgow via Birmingham and hope for the best. You meet a ticket chick who has the biggest front bum you've ever seen but love her cause she doesn't charge you extra for the tickets to hop on an entirely different train or for the extra journey from Glasgow to Edinburgh. Then you arrive in Birmingham at 2am, become a member of the Gala Casino so you can sit somewhere warm (couldn't find a bar), then hop on the train to Glasgow at 5:30am. Then, after no sleep cause you have a sleeping in public transport impediment, the train stops in a place called Motherwall cause there is a major signalling problem in Glasgow so you get off and then find a bus to get on that's going to Edinburgh. So, 12 hours later, you arrive in a freezing Edinburgh, thanking Meg's profusely because she gave you her jacket because you are an idiot who thought it would be hot there. That last point was based on nothing other than the fact that it was hot there last year despite the fact it was cold in London and going north = even colder weather.
So, Edinburgh welcomed us with gale force winds, heavy rain and a freezing temperature which was kind of good because the wind slapping my face kept me awake. We went and sat in a pub and ate then wandered around and found our hostel. The hostel ended up being a converted church and all the rooms had partisans with no roofs. So essentially, it was a really big sleep over in a church. We then headed back into the old town and sat in a pub with lots of old people for about 5 hours. I actually fell asleep sitting up which was the source of amusement for all at the table. We saw a funny show but had trouble staying awake, then tried to stay out (made it til 1:30 ish on no sleep) and then piked but ended up waiting in the rain for 1.5 hours trying to get a cab.
After having a good 5 hours sleep, we got up, had breakfast and went to a free show in the basement of some pub. It was funny, but my eyes kept on drooping and I was afraid he'd pick on me, so I spend the most part of it in terror that I was going to fall asleep in my seat.
Then we went to the Spiegltent/gardens which were really disappointing. They were completely different to Adelaide's Garden of Unearthly Delights, which is, in my opinion, waaaay better than Edinburgh's. There was no grass, no trapeze, no fairy lights. No doof doof food. Nothing. Just some plastic chairs and astro turf. So then we went and saw some street performers and then headed back to London.
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It seems the ravages of age (turning 26) are finally catching up with you. How can you be tired after travelling all night and not sleeping? I think someone needs a nanna nap.
Take care of the cassie and tell her shes a dirty girl x
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