In which our haggis hunt comes to an end

This morning we had Edinburgh Castle in the agenda.
Our ‘home’ is a 3 minute walk from the base of the castle though the walk to the actual entrance winds up and around for about another 5 minutes.
I am grateful I booked most things online, because we got there 10 minutes after opening time with no prepaid tickets and the line was insane. I was stuck in the queue for about half an hour.


If you can, buy your tickets online!!!
The free tour started off and wasn’t at all the 10 yr old’s cup of tea, so some of us decided to wing it. The Castle is definitely worth a visit if you love your military history and love your Scottish history. There are some great photo vantage points as well. But if none of these are your thing, you are much better off and less poor taking photos of the castle from its base. It was a little frustrating after the long lines and the ticket prices to find that audio guides a £3 each. No thanks….


Edinburgh’s freakishly warm weather drained us a little and we tripped back to the unit for a lunchtime siesta. The boys actually popped out to see Mad Max at the cinema up the street.
I set off to get some medicine to relieve the pain of Kara’s mouth ulcer and also to find Oink which my friend Nicole says makes the best pork rolls ever.


In my adventures I found both places and then I got hopelessly lost due to not understanding my offline google map. It was a fine day and a pretty and mysterious part of Edinburgh to get lost in, so I was not complaining. I am sure Kara would have preferred her gel to show up a little earlier than it did, however.
At 5:30, we set off walking to my old school chum Kiri’s home for dinner.

We had a brilliant catchup and met her sweet family. Look at what she cooked us: haggis with neeps and tatties!


It was ‘offal’-ly delicious!
Kiri drive us home and showed us the sights on the way. We were especially smitten with Holyrood and the Meadows: I didn’t take any photos of the Meadows which is a large public park with playground as well as a free pitch and putt course. All of Edinburgh seemed to be picnicking there though- taking advantage of the warm afternoon; with the smoke of dozens of portable cooking wafting up. A lovely place!

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