Back from Scotland.
Took the sleeper train up to Glasgow and poked about for most of Friday. Conveniently the World Pipe Band Championships were occurring on Saturday so we got to watch about six bands and some highland dancers in some pre-competition routines.
Off to Helensburgh that evening for a few days near Loch Lomond. Beautiful hiking and homecooked meals - doesn't get much better. Got a sneak peak at part of the West Highland Way which I'll be backpacking in September. So stoked. Also, I now realize I need a new rain jacket. Hmm.
On to Edinburgh. Climbed up to Arthur's Seat which was b-e-a-utiful. The Fringe Festival was in full swing and streets were jam-packed with tourists and performers. We spent an entire day watching street artists: fire eaters, chainsaw jugglers, unicyclists, pantomimers, break-dancers, comics, you name it. Wrapped up the day with a magic-comedy show involving a guillotine, floating table, and a lot of sarcasm.
Weather held out until our last day. Ate at the best mussel place in the world and also had some crazy good bangers and mash at Mums Great Comfort Food. Also tried some not-so-great haggis (it wasn't me, it was the haggis).
Can't wait to come back in September and conquer WHW and Ben Nevis. Let's hope the rain and midges don't get the better of me.