1. I drank gin.
2. I went to a "Popcorn Party" where I also drank gin; it was kind of slippery.
3. I went bowling (and drank gin). I hit some pins, not too many though.
4. I watched
Hallam Foe, which I really wanted to like for its indie strangeness, its vaguely Catcher in the Rye-like qualities, its Edinburgh candy, and the fact that the leading lady's flat is shot like it's in my building (though they don't use our stairwell!), but which I could never quite manage to love in the way that I thought I should. I like it much more in retrospect, though I'm not sure that I care for it enough to sit through it again to see if I like it genuinely. Maybe if I get "home"-sick enough...
5. Steph and I danced around her parents' kitchen while we looked after her dog and ate
M&S food.
6. We rode tartan buses.
7. We tried going to
Edinburgh's version of
this New York event in which 200 people went to Grand Central Station and froze in place for 5 minutes. Like most sequels, however, Edinburgh's attempt was second-rate due to overcrowding, lack of actual people trying to walk through the space in which everyone froze, and a profusion of really conspicuous photographers. In a style which, I believe is emblematic of most of our adventures, Steph and I went for a wander, missed the freeze by a minute, decided it looked lame, and went to
All Bar One to have tapas for lunch.
8. We stalked Charlotte at her work, engaging another one of our recurring travel themes: drinking tea in palaces.
9. We went to the gay bar where my favourite Edinburgh DJ hosts a pub quiz. I successfully identified the theme tune to
Greatest American Hero (thank you, Pop-Pop!). In spite of the fact that I was able to answer a single question, we did not win; I did drink so much gin I almost missed my flight the next morning.
10. It was worth it.