Today went relatively smoothly. I checked out this morning having had a solid if brief night’s sleep. I was already to wait for the shuttle to the airport. I began reflecting on my experiences with public transportation during the previous evening when a taxi driver happened by and offered me a nice private ride in his leather upholstered Mercedes for 15 pounds sterling. I took it. He was from Pakistan. He told me that the Pakistanis got all the female exploitation cultural stuff from India. Who knew?
I started waiting, and waiting, and waiting for Susan to emerge from customs. Fortunately, she did. We sat down at a restaurant and I enjoyed what is known as a “full English breakfast:” hash browns, baked beans, grilled tomato, sautéed mushrooms, fried egg, English bacon (looks like ham to me) and a sausage. Add to that fresh squeezed OJ and…whoo hoo! I skipped lunch. Susan just had porridge, beans on hash browns and my tomato. They had a very soft couch on which I may have fallen asleep momentarily.
Security – more queuing, boarding – more queuing, waiting to take off – more queuing. I could not wait to get out of England. When we broke through the clouds in Scotland and I saw that beautiful countryside below, my heart soared.
We took a short taxi ride from the airport to Edinburgh city centre. What a nice town. We have a great apartment with all the amenities. After settling in, we popped round to the local Tesco for some groceries. We got some McVitie’s Digestives. I think these are special cookies for dipping in tea. I’m not waiting for tea.
After dinner at an exceptionally good Indian restaurant, we when round the pub for a “welcome to Edinburgh” scotch. I chose a 10 year from the Isle of Skye. It was a bit peaty for my taste, but very smooth for a 10 year. It has a bright, fruity flavour. Sorry, just practicing for my distillery tours.