...Make a wish...
Our first night in Scotland we ate at a pub that had 2 meals for the price of 1 and two desert for the price of 1. It could not get better than this for our group. After a delicious Scottish meal we did a ghost tour of Scotland's underground city. Our tour guide was getting very into it and telling us all these stories of previous people on the tour seeing ghosts and having marks on them when they came out. Nothing happened to our group but we did jump a few times. We then headed home to our lovely hostel.
It was a 3:30 am wake up call for our group. We were going to climb Arthur's Seat to watch the sunrise. Well, we ended up going up the wrong mountain to begin with so we did see the sunrise but not exactly where we wanted to see it.
Since we were already out we decided we might as well do the hike we were supposed to do to begin with. Meisha and I were a little hesitant because it was freezing cold but the view was worth it. I felt like I was on top of Scotland.
We got home around 8:30 and immediately climbed into bed trying to get heat back into our bodies and we ended up crashing for a couple of hours. Then it was time to wake up and start moving. We headed to the Edinburgh Castle.
After the castle it was time for our two groups to split ways. Sadly, Meisha had to decided to stay in Scotland for the weekend so this was a very hard goodbye for the two of us. Everybody was laughing at us because we were hugging for a good 2 minutes. Our flight wasn't for a few hours so we decided to continue our sightseeing journey through Edinburgh.
We had to try the traditional Scottish food Haggis which is sheep stomach...but don't worry it tastes like Hamburger Helper!
Do you recognize me in this picture???
The one and only cafe where J.K Rowling started writing Harry Potter
Soon enough it was time to start heading to the airport. We arrived with 2 hours to spare (aren't you proud Dad?) After hanging out at the gate for 2 hours it was finally time to board when they told us that the engine wasn't working and our flight would be leaving 4 hours late. By this time it was 6:00 at night and we were running on little to no sleep. Needless to say, we were not very happy especially when they decided to give us vouchers for 3.50 ten minutes before we were suppose to board and all the places in the airport had closed. Don't worry we were able to enjoy some lovely drunk Irish men sing at the top of their lungs for the whole 1 hour flight to Dublin!
By this time this was about all I could do...