Edinburgh - Glasgow

Scotland- Day 1. We had been warned this place does nothing but rain, but we haven't seen it yet. Its pretty warm and sunny at the moment- about 25. Everywhere we go that little bankwest logo is following us. Must be the reward for the fees he's charging on my account.

Leaving London this morning was a pain in the arse. 6:50am flight meant a 3am wake up and then almost 2 hours of shenanigans with buses (The tube only starts at 5:30am). We opted for a $120 cab ride which came free with an extra 1.5 hours sleep. Good plan, but at 3:30am there was some clown yelling and kicking an empty can around for 30 mins in the alley below us that woke half the inn up- I crapped myself thinking it was the cabbie rocking up an hour early and was wide awake. Turns out it was a drunk Italian tourist that forgot his hostel swipe card, but I couldn't get back to sleep and ended up missing the $120 sleep in we paid for. I spent the next hour thinking of what I could throw at him from the window instead. I settled with the plastic chair in the room, but it didn't fit out the window.

Flew Easy Jet to Edinburgh- Pretty cool. Comfy seats, no leg room, no service or entertainment without an extra charge. Enter the ipod. I crashed out with a smile on my dial listening to Death cab for cutie in a pool of sunshine with a nice breeze blowing. Got into Edinburgh, went to call Wilksy and Elspeth but wilko gave us a bum steer with his mobile number and Lyn had lost Elspeth's number. Hiked through the city streets as the town slowly woke up on a Sunday morning and within a few hours the empty streets were packed with markets, street performers, musicians, magicians, peddlers and crowds. The first act we heard was bagpipes on a street corner in Scotland. Fitting.

After a few hours of the fringe festival markets, hecklers, performers and sideshows we hit the bus station and jumped the 14:15 bus to Glasgow. Their buses have free wifi on them! awesome. It was 6 pounds each for 1.5 hours wifi. Decent deal, AND we got a ride to Glasgow haha. I'm tripped out by the number of Ginger Ninjas in Scotland- Its scary. I swear I saw a GM ginger today- His arms were the size of my legs and he was almost a foot taller than me. Daywalker mercenary maybe. One hard ginger nut. A giant carrot top.

Got to the Euro hostel in Glasgow, it was all looking good- spoke the the chicks behind the counter and they gave me some free bar money, then we head up to the room. Officially the first time this trip we have been dished out a double bed to share. The booking says twin single ensuite.. somehow that is now double ensuite and all 10 odd floors of this place are at capacity. Looks like its a heads and tails effort.

Tomorrow: A sighting at Loch ness: more gingers. Now: back into the 90 pence pints of Fosters