Edinburgh Day #1
[Photos from 23 September 2016, posted online 7 January 2017. Wondering if I should have a doc listen to my lungs.]
Adda is the opposite of me when it comes to traveling, as she likes to have things planned out in advance, whereas I usually don’t start planning until I’ve already arrived. Thus the trip was mostly planned out before we arrived, with breakfast and evening restaurants spotted/booked, so there was no time wasted! (42 images total)

Adda and I now share a humongous shoe-size, commonly known as “Special Order”, aka 43. She’d cleverly ordered shoes for both of us to try on beforehand, because she is organized like that. This is not that shoe store, but one that tried to pass 42 off as 43.

Trying to photograph the strange split: A luscious low-lying garden with a castle on top, next to a busy shopping street.

We managed to agree on a lunch location, where I was handed the tiniest bottle of sparkling water, ever!

Most tourists would have walked to the castle hill, but we went the opposite way because Adda was on a music-instrument-buying-mission!

I may have neglected to mention that we did indeed do a bit of shopping, and poor Halli ended up lugging most of it behind him.

This was the trip I (finally) succumbed to playing Pokemon Go, while Finnur and Halli stayed mostly in Ingress-land. Oh, AR!

We were all getting quite tired, so we took a taxi back to the hotel, to rest up a bit before dinner.

It was an apartment hotel with 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, living room, and kitchen.

In the evening, we went to an African (inspired?) steakhouse.

Afterwards, we let TripAdvisor guide us to a cocktail bar, which lived up to its reputation!
We didn’t stay out too long, because why spend your vacation in bed?!
(Now, having experienced a mostly-planned trip, I now think I secretly wish someone else would do all the planning, and thus leave it until the last possible moment? Perhaps Adda should come with us on all our trips?! Hmmm… 🙂 )