he's being photographed. We left on a Monday morning and saw all the kids going to school
in their various 'uni's' - saw one group of teens in military/camoflage wear and another
group in green kilts with green shirts and ties. Now Owen and Mason don't feel theirs are so bad after all.
By happenstance, we were in Edinburgh the night of a downhill mountain biking race - from the top of the hill where the castle stands, down all the different sets of stairs, to the very bottom of town. This (blurry) picture shows the crowds on either side of one of the many stairways. It was akin to watching a downhill ski race. (Not that I ever have, but it reminded me of watching them at the Olympics and how people wait on one part of the hill to cheer on the racers.)
We didn't sleep too well Saturday night as we heard all sorts of merriment being made off and on thru the wee hours. When Jer and I went out for our early morning coffee run (er, plod), this is what we saw 1/2 block from our B&B. We were very impressed with this prank and were even fortunate enough, later on, to see the lucky owner of the car cleaning it off! This definitely earns a HIGH FIVE and a major ATTABOY from us.
There are all sorts of strange characters on the streets. One must be careful. This young lad went by the name MacOwen.
And then there's the more dangerous sort...
We were lucky to escape alive...
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