Edinburgh

i know that a lot of time has passed since I wrote, but while I plan to fill in some of the blanks later, I have to write about Edinburgh now. This is a fantastic City. It may be the most extraordinary city i've visited. It has a feeling about it that is unique...the people who live here love it. They know that it's a great city...accessible, breathtakingly beautiful...a huge park, and Arthur
s seat, a loch (lake) and green hills all visible from the city centre. The castle on the hill creates the view from our kitchen window, and I am, in a heart beat, ready to move here! I don't really like cities...I find them smelly and noisy and chaotic, but if i had to live in one, I could live here. Having said that, the noise at night, and I mean all night long, is a bit of a problem. We are staying in the heart of the city, and it transpires that the night revelers don't go to bed! Even the occasional bag piper pipes on into the very wee hours. Tim just read me an Ian Rankin passage (Fleshmarket Close, pg. 27) that exactly describes what we witnessed at 3 in the morning last night! We'll be going to the close today!

Last night Noam and I ventured out the The Stand Comedy Club, he armed with Micah
s i.d., and happily impersonating his big brother, and recounting to our table meates his various exploits as an 18 year old in Canada, his relationship with his girlfriend, and such. i was armed with a pint of Guinness so that I might enjoy to the fullest the mostly very amateur Scottish humour with which we were entertained; most of which focussed on alcoholism (or perhaps drunkenness), politics, and sex. We had a great time chatting with three drama students about acting, comedy, film, and cultural differences (here post secondary education is completely paid for!)

This city is tourist friendly, not surprising, and we have a 24 hour bus pass that allows us to get on and off of the tour buses, picking up bits of information along the way, Sir walter Scott's history, Robert Louis Stevenson, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and now Ian Rankin and J.k. Rowling now making their names known on the tours.
One of the comedians noted that once you are known as a murrderrrer here, it takes only a short period of time before ye have a pub names after ye!

Well, off to wake the boys across the road in our four story walk up! Legs are getting in fine shape with all the stairs and walking! The sun is once again shining, and we are having a fantastic time!