St. Giles Cathedral and Bye Bye Laura!!!!

So Friday afternoon Laura and I decided to walk around Edinburgh and explore something we might have missed and wanted to see. After our second visit to Kalpna's vegetarian Indian Buffet (mmmmmm) we went to visit The Writer's Museum full of documents pictures exhibits and actual items owned by three of Scotland's most important writers, Robert Burns (he wrote the song we all sing on New Year's Eve), Sir Walter Scott (creator of Ivanhoe) and also Robert Louis Stevenson who wrote Treasure Island.



Afterwards, we took a sunny stroll around the Royal Mile, sitting in the Mercat Center, and then we realized, we had never gone inside St. Gile's Cathedral. It was amazing in there. Laura said that the cathedrals in Spain were very similar to this, so she wasn't as impressed, but I had never been inside a cathedral like St. Giles' before.























Inside Thistle Chapel were members of the Order of the Thistle have prayer with H.M. the Queen who is also the head of the order.












After we finished our tour of the cathedral, we sat outside on the Royal Mile enjoying the afternoon sun and we even saw Mark, our old walking tour guide go by with a brand new set of tourists.





We finished the afternoon with a stroll down the Royal Mile and another walk back to Pollock Halls via Arthur's Seat and finished the night with another kick-ass ceilidh. I think we are finally getting the hang of these dances, and now guys wearing kilts are asking us to dance on a regular basis, so we can all stop taking turns being the guy, which is great!






On Saturday, those of us remaining in Scotland went to visit the People's Museum of Edinburgh, where we got to learn some of the more social history of Edinburgh's inhabitants since the 1700's.







We followed up with another lunch at Susie's. Everyone loves Susie's even the carnivores:-) And then Laura, super sweetie that she is, treated everyone to coffee at Black Medicine as her farewell gift to us.


Sad Laura!

The rest of the day was spent resting (this trip doesn't really give you a chance to sleep) and helping Laura pack.

We had a great night out first at Sandy Bells, where we got to listen to this really beautiful folk group. I really liked it there even though the owner was being a bit pissy with us because half of our group wasn't drinking. Oh well. Then we tried to find a dance club, not so easy in Edinburgh since most places either have a huge cover charge, or they are too crowded and full of skeazy people. We ended up at some place called Faith which was really fun for awhile despite being full to the brim of Hen parties, but when the fullness of the crowd became such that you could no longer dance or move your body comfortably, we headed out home to hang out and avoid sleeping.

So it's Sunday, and I'm kind of exhausted, and sad because Laura finally went back to Spain. I will have to find some excuse to go visit her in Spain now.



And thus, I should be working on my paper for modernism...we'll see how that goes;)