Down again today, good stuff.
Having woken up quite early, and with it looking like a nice day, I got it together and went out in good time to go somewhere. Right up until I arrived at the station, I wasn’t sure exactly where I was going, but I decided that Edinburgh was overdue for a visit, so I went there. I missed one train by a minute or two, but the next was along soon enough. It was pretty full, but I had a seat, so that was fine.
I had a wander up and down the Royal Mile, around
Thunderbird Three the Scott Monument, and then into the old Calton Cemetery, which has monuments to many of the great, good, and possibly not so good of the city, including this quite marvellous obelisk, which commemorates some political reformers who were sentenced to transportation to Australia for “sedition”, or “suggesting a wee bit of democracy wouldn’t be a bad idea”, depending on how you view things:
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I wandered a bit more before pausing for lunch at the lovely Saint Giles Café Bar on St Giles Street, just off the Royal Mile. I’d been there once before, and recalled having something rather nice, but couldn’t quite remember what it was, until I saw the menu. It was their house speciality – the Saint Giles Waffle. Take one warm, soft Belgian waffle. Top it with crispy bacon. Top that with a piece of Brie that’s just a bit melted thanks to the warm things below it. Add some little cherry tomatoes and mixed salad leaves. Drizzle with maple syrup. Absolutely delicious.
After a wee bit more wandering, I decided to get the next train home before they got too busy, which I did. And it seems I walked quite a lot – 12,000 steps according to the Withings thing.
 Admittedly one a bit too close to a slightly loud Prosecco-fueled hen party, but such is life…
 Asterix the Gaul jokes left as an exercise for the reader