A Yard For Your Birthday, Given an Inch I Bet You'd Take a Mile

Well, Scotland has been a wee bit different than England and Ireland, although we've met more English and Irish people here than in the other two oddly enough. Our first day in the city was taken walking about the city trying to find where our B & B had relocated us, and after it turned out to be in a shady room in someone's flat I engaged in a lovely heated argument from a stall of a jolly good phone booth. It ended in me being accused of being on drugs, this from a man who's pint I had interrupted as I called his mobile while he was legless in a pub downtown to complain about the substandard accomodations...a fine how do you do I'd say. That straightened out, our good new friends from the Destruction of Eve play took us in another night and their living room couches never felt so proud and luxurious. Our wounds licked, our mouthes turned to the the drink and the following night we went to a Canadian's stand up show (for free) and met some friends of his in the seats across from us. They were from Ireland, and for the rest of the night we were thick as thieves as we laughed about Bryan Adams, and they told us of their play "the Wrong Man" a insightful look on the inner workings of Ireland's I.R.A., or the 'ra'. The night continued into morning, and we took to our couches at 6.30, but not before promising to come see their play. The following day Melissa and I explored Edinburgh on our own, but did not have time for much as we woke up at 1.30. We spent the following night in laughing and telling stories (some embarassing, some pirate tales, but most involving Paul's foibles over the years). The following day...today...Melissa and I made it to the castle atop the towering central volcanic crags in downtown Edinburgh. It was a beautiful piece of architecture and showcased the stretching town and country proudly. Walking down the Royal Mile we caught the Irish play, and it was great. As the this leg of the trip closes we're getting ready to leave for Glasgow by train in hopes of some glimpse of the countryside. Much love, Liam.