Monday, August 28, 2006

Edinburgh at Festival time

Statue of Greyfriars Bobby

Street performers juggling flaming torches (one's on a unicycle) plus the back of someone's head

St Giles' cathedral in the middle of the fringe doings.


Had a quiet time catching up with Mikey and family in Woking and then a 6am start Sunday morning to catch flight to Edinburgh. Gatwick Airport is thoroughly awful I must say - huge single line for check-in, then it suddenly split into like 5 lines, so you had the agonizing experience of seeing people who probably turned up half an hour after you manage to get checked in quicker. Plus the check-in desk I was at broke right when I got there grrrr! I was two hours early and I needed every minute of it. Plus I got patted down at the security check - I didn't even set off the gate alarm! Plus I assumed when she said "hold out your arms" that the metal detector was coming, not the busy hands attack - I suggest they inform people in future! Can I start another sentence with 'plus'? No, time for 'however'. However, they didn't charge me for being 2 kgs overweight, excellente.

After hauling my large and heavy wheelie suitcase up Royal Mile through all the Fringe doings, I arrived at the hostel and then went straight back to see what I'd been missing the first time. Beautiful sunny day and lots of fun - basically just street performers everywhere, doing everything from singing opera to escaping from straightjackets. The performers also seemed to have a penchant for stripping down to their undies - or to pink tutus concealed beneath their clothes. I wasn't complaining meh heh heh.

That was lots of fun then in the evening after having a pint of cider in a pub all by my lonesome :( I went to a production of Moliere's The Hypochondriac which was reasonably dire! It was in a teensy tiny little theatre (six rows deep), but they hammed it up as if they were in a Victorian music hall - the exaggerated gestures, the wacky facial expressions, the shouting of every line - dear me! Luckily it was only an hour or so long and I trotted back to the hostel by 10 pm and promptly went to bed (I did get up at 6, remember).

Today I was up bright and early, picked up my clean laundry at the hostel reception (£2.50, damn you Irish laundrette extortionists!) and availed myself of the unisex shower, which I'm not a huge fan of, but there are doors, thankfully. Then I thought I'd wander up to the Scottish Museum. Amazingly, I got there half an hour before it opened, so I had a wee walk around Greyfriar's churchyard, with the obligatory stop at Greyfriar's Bobby's grave. I went on a tour around the museum, which was quite interesting. View from the top was great - it's another lovely day today and then had another wee mosey about. Don't know how much I learned, but a fine way to pass the morning. At home I would likely still be in bed by now!

PS You know you can use the 'comments' section to tell me if I'm being boring or if you're madly jealous or what have you... always nice to know who (if anyone) is reading and what they think

10 comments:

  1. This is ro'en. And how many blogs does 1 Gwannel need?

    Mikey!!

    Anyhoo I tink (Irish styles) you can't be complainin bout no unisex shower WITH A DOOR until you've experienced one (or more) of the following (all endured in Spanish albergues) - unisex with partitions but NO doors, or unisex with see through doors (what's the point???), unisex American locker room styles with nowhere to hide, or my personal favourite; unisex American locker room styles in a shed with a hose! Good times. You certainly learn to get over any body hangups you have when 5 naked girls and boys are huddling under the one cold hose. And I did try to go without but the mitchum slogan "so effective you can even skip a day" clearly was never meant to apply to stanky Ranch, especially after she walked 30-40kms each day in 38 degree heat.

    Mmm-hmmm. When you leaving Scooootland? Stupid Ranch went and got all employed but could mebbe come over on the weekend if you're still there? It sounds purdy.

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  2. Ahh I just re-read your itinerary and answered me own question. Won't be seeing you in the 'burgh this weekend afterall!

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  3. Ooh a job! Trinity? You could always come to Prague some time! Gwan needs blogs a plenty. You ro'en. Mikey said he was in Taiwan and forgot to answer your email but I told him to hop to it.

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  4. I believe you will find Prague is in EE, and you know what happens when Ranch is around EEers... trouble!

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  5. And ooorrr nahhh, Ranch at Quinn Agnew. Quietest job ever... playing online games... Although, highlight of the morning, I just got to use the franking machine for one small envelope woo hoo!!

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  6. Franking, sweet. Mebbe EEs are less annoying in their native land? Ah well I dont know what Ill be doing in a month so you never know. PS I cant find the apostrophe on crazy czech keyboard...

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  7. Mumsie has received her birthday package and no surprises "Ranch the Happy Train Driver" photo is the hot favourite! Hek kek kek how I love that photo so.

    She also liked the one of us outside the viewing tower. You know where my beak looks like an icecream muhahaha. And your giant melon (melons are round) is taking up two thirds of the photo.

    16 and a half working days till freedom! Want to meet me in Rome on 22nd/23rd Sept for the weekend?

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  8. My giant melon! You were the one with the melon that ate the world! Ooh I would love to go to Rome but I'm not sure I can abandon the course for the weekend (homework and all). I'll check when assignments are due and get back to you.

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  9. first time i have read yur bloggy thingee this year ,. me machine has been on the blink , i am madly jealous of all yu ar doin , i wish i was young again , but then i'm not brainy so would probebly be up the duff at 17 , like before , and at 70 , i still can't spell , LOL , luv auntee eeeeeeeeee

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