Capital Fun

Posted: September 25, 2013 in Photography
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Maximising her Scottish experience in the limited time available, Linds, Julien and I headed off to Edinburgh on her last full day in the country. The train journey was rife with health and safety nightmares and a familiar glimpse at the beautiful face that has graced so many of our previous trips together.

This was my second but by no means final trip to the capital this year. I’ve actually spent more time in Edinburgh in 2013 than I have in my entire life until now.

Edinburgh Castle.

…which, to our absolute horror, cost sixteen pounds to enter. Clearly I’ve been spoilt by a lifetime of not having to pay for museums and historical sites in this country.

Thankfully, the view was a mollifying factor.

Julien was really into the war museum so Lindsay and I sat around making fun of the posters.

I’ll bet.

That’s me on the far right.

It hadn’t occurred to me until Lindsay pointed it out how reminiscent Edinburgh Castle’s layout is of Mont Saint-Michel.

Cemetery for Soldiers’ Dogs. 😦

Ring of Fire: an arms display in the Great Hall.

Inside the prison cells. Either I missed the memo or I was very nonchalant about my incarceration.

I’m pretty sure this is the intro to every gay porn set in a prison.

Following the death of the Japanese girl swept off Niagara Falls, I was morbidly afraid of that girl plummeting off the wall. She was actually giving me palpitations.

Accidentally recreating The Hunger Gamespromo posters.

Perfect fit.

Not content with slaughtering a highland cow, Nessie was the next victim in Lindsay’s pursuit of fashionable headwear.

The blue skies in the previous photo being no indication of the actual weather, it soon started pissing down and we escaped into a cafe on the Royal Mile.

There I proceeded to admire this photo of King Kong attacking Edinburgh slash stalk the fuck out of the hot barista.

The commemorative statue erected for Greyfriars Bobby: a Skye Terrier who became famous in 19th-century Edinburgh for supposedly guarding his master’s grave for 14 years, until his own death on the 14th of January, 1872.

The inscription reads: “A tribute to the affectionate fidelity of Greyfriars Bobby. In 1858, this faithful dog followed the remains of his master to Greyfriars Churchyard and lingered near the spot until his death in 1872. With permission erected by the Baroness Burdett-Coutts.”

After a circumlocutory walk back to Waverly Station (by way of every shop on Prince St still open), we boarded the train back to Glasgow, where – in the absence of a table seat – Lindsay was forced to choose between her gay and straight boyfriends. Needless to say I won. Back at home, we opted to see in her final night with games and prosecco.

Wilfred was quite the card shark.

On her last morning, I roped Linds into recording the Emergency Broadcasts for The Calm Before the Khaos, which she very kindly consented to.

It…mostly went to plan.

Alas, our final subway ride.

John might look like he’s giving Lindsay heavy death stare but he’s actually just appraising his handiwork on those curls.

Just before Lindsay and Julien caught their train to the airport, we had one final Scotophilic lunch at the Willow Tea Rooms…

…accompanied by Elaine! Who, by bizarre coincidence, was visiting Glasgow at the exact same time Lindsay was. Impromptu Akita JET reunion on Buchanan St!

And finally, a sad farewell…gatecrashed by that complete stranger between me and John, haha. Now that Lindsay and I have both visited each other’s respective countries, I guess a return trip to Japan is next on the cards!

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