Happy Thanksgiving, America! We had a lovely Thanksgiving here in Scotland. Sam did the holiday right with a turkey and full trimmings. I uncorked the wine. A nice time was had by all, in particular Penny, who has enjoyed the random bits of food which fell on the ground with great enthusiasm. In all seriousness, we miss you all, but you should know that we had a lovely time ‘representing’ the United States in grand form in spite of our rather modest means.
On Sunday, we ventured to Edinburgh, our first trip there together, and my first trip there in nearly fifteen years. The last time was my first visit to the UK. This trip was lovely though it was a chilly day, in the 30s with a touch of brisk wind, weather that chilled to the bone. Compared to Vermont or New Hampshire, this isn’t really all that cold, but here it is a very moist cold, a film of mist hanging over Glasgow and freezing the iron fence outside of our flat. Wet cold is cold indeed.
We went to Edinburgh Castle for St. Andrews Day. The castle had free admission in honour of the holiday and we had a nice time frolicking, or “storming” the castle, as Sam has been apt to say. There is the National War Museum of Scotland in the Castle as well as the regimental museum to the Royal Scots Dragoon Guards, two places we enjoyed greatly. Both are fitting museums to the illustrious and rather glorious history of Scotland’s contribution to the Union and Empire. Plus, in both, there are a multitude of portraits of burly men with fantastic moustaches. Sam enjoys this fact very much.
After wandering through the castle, we went to the pub, The Beehive, and I had a tremendous steak and ale pie, whilst Sam had fish and chips and mushy peas. We both came home with warm bellies full of British goodness.
Cheers,
Ian