Greyfriars Bobby statue: Boop his little nose for good luck.
Today was our free day in Edinburgh, so we walked allllll over the city. We touched a brass doggie’s nose for good luck, went to a museum and pointed out inappropriate things (“Oh a penis. And a bum. Oh there’s baby Jesus’ penis. It’s a holy penis.”), ate meat pies for lunch, went shopping, and then we did a tour of hidden underground vaults in the afternoon.
The vaults were cool. I get a little claustrophobic, so I had a panicky moment right at the beginning, but once my eyes adjusted and I figured out how to stand at the edges of the crowd, I was ok.
We all met up for dinner and I laughed so hard I cried and broke a sweat. It was lovely. I think I like this mode of travel. I was a little uncomfortable the first day, but now I feel like they’re actually my friends, which is so nice.
I believe I did under pack, but I can’t bring myself to give much of a fuck at the moment. If I have to, I’ll wash some stuff in the sink somewhere. I am also running out of toothpaste but am told Glasgow (our destination tomorrow) has such things.
Bought a souvenir — a sterling silver thistle necklace. Thistles are everywhere here. They’re a national emblem of Scotland.
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