about a square peg in a round hole

It’s been a LONG day. I left Cardiff by coach 23 hours ago. One long journey, 2 short breaks later – a cigarette and cappucino each – I finally arrived at Edinburgh. And boy, it is pretty.

Point of information: Of the 70+ people on the trip, I know a grandtotal of 0.

Met some new friends though… There’s Cathryn (hottie), Sara, Holly, Anna (hottie), Nicki and one Kate Hudson lookalike, I kid you now – don’t know her name though.

Am bunking with three other dudes, whom I have to say, are a little odd – but who cares, I’ve got the largest bunk. Whatever, you know.

Took a quick shower then popped straight down to the town for Guiness and Steak Pie and a pint of the same, on the new part of the city. Edinburgh is built really uniquely, having an old historical (and frankly spectacular) portion and a modern, metropolistic section opposite each other, separated by a street. The scenery and sights are fucking amazing.

What a tourist! *Gag*

Anyhoo… Took a tour thing called the Real Mary King’s Close. You see, the old part of Edinburgh used to be built in a series of Closes (alleyways), which were later built over. Yes, you read that right. Over. So the tour brings you to explore the old Closes, which are now ‘underground’, of course. It was quite nice, interesting and all, but after 45 minutes, the musty air started to do my head in. The cigarette sure came in handy when I got back out to civilization.

Another point of information:
Scotland uses the Pound also, but the notes are different from the English (and Welsh) ones. I think the Scottish notes are prettier…

Back to the story. I left my newly befriended pals (who preferred to go shopping), and roamed around a bit on my own, taking in the sights and sounds and trying to make sense of where I was. Finally, I decided to head towards UGC cinemas Edinburgh to chill out and relax – free mar, with my Unlimited card.

A phone call and few enquiries later, I was told that it was a mere 10 minute walk away. It took me 45 minutes, 3 misdirections and lots of direly needed preserved energy to get there.

But it was worth it.

Watched two movies tonight (decided it to be best, rather than hitting the pubs with the rest of the people, save a little money) – the first being After Sunset, a new Brosnan movie, with an idiotic script, not too impressive acting, but the best glimpses of Salma Hayek’s lovely puppies since Frida; and The Incredibles which is a movie I would pay for again and again just to laugh and marvel at the brilliant plot and animation.

I know what you’re thinking. What the fuck is this stupid chink watching movies in a cultural treasure trove like Edinburgh. Answer: I don’t know. I was really tired and bummed out, so movies are good way to pass time. Much more will be done tomorrow, for sure.

Came out of UGC round 11pm and thought that I’d find out where the posse is and maybe join them… Why not, ey? The night is young etc, bla bla bla. Called Cathryn and tried very hard to extract sensible information from her – definitely smashed – but to no avail.

I donhav other preople’s ring ring, so I walking back to hostel lor.

Am very tired now. Night.