I'd arranged for us to see a ballet production on Friday night in Edinburgh and stay the night in a hotel, but not just any ballet production it was a fusion of ballet and kung fu....it was awesome, as far as the dancers strength goes...they were amazing...but it was a bit repetitive and we've no idea what the storyline was. They flooded the floor with water partway through which was a cool effect, and had some neat reflections. With about 5 mins to go the last dancer was slowly making her way to the exit...I mean slowly. We watched for about 5 minutes as she slowly crept towards the exit, and I heard a giggle/snort. Penny's eyes were watering as she did her best to stiffle laughter...but she snorted again....I was mortified as the sound of 498 heads all displaced air in their unified turn to locate the disturbance...ok it wasn't that obvious, but it was for those around us. She just made it...as the dancer crept off the stage she burst into laughter as the rest of the audience burst into applause...what a girl.
We then met up Keith and Emma for a few drinks after the show, and headed back to the hotel as we were shattered. The next morning we slept in, had breakfast in the hotel, and wandered into Edinburgh. We spent some time exploring an old cemetary, but not that old by Scottish standards. Then we wandered the streets of Edinburgh, stopped for a few beer/coffee and shopped for a birthday gift for a mate Bill who we were meeting for dinner in Edinburgh along with his girlfriend Isla and a few other friends as it was Bill's birthday that weekend as well.
We just had a great lazy day and then met up with Sweeney, and headed over to the City Cafe where we met Bill and Isla, and a host of others. They went to a concert, Pen and I went home...and although it's a horrible photo we saw an awesome sunset from the train on the way home...an expensive, but awesome weekend...Happy Birthday Peach!
Got em all in a oner
Look I've got a coffee machine...I've got a coffee machine
Ebenezer...heh heh, Ebenezer...died in 1878, and this is a newer gravestone!
An old homeless fellow (or poorly dressed) wandered by the cemetary, sad really
I do like old cemetaries....in the day
I thought this was a cool photo...Edinburgh Castle is in the background
Just another day in Edinburgh for these folk
A wee market where I purchased Mr Waterman a wee Scottish ale for his visit
I found my pub, I've got my land, and now I've got my pub...sorted
This was in a cafe we sat down in, and then Pen decided she didn't want to drink in, at least I got a photo!
I've also got my own monument....The Scott Monument in Edinburgh built in 1846 (some say to commererate Sir Walter Scott the author we know better, it's mine)
Yes there was a Sweeney in the vicinity when this was taken, Pen drank a lot of wine over the weekend!
Horrible photo, but you can just make out the awesome sunset!



Fi, Pen and Wendy going for the safer option hoping to stay dry





Al reckoned Bill wasn't cycling fast enough, and offered a helping push...
