Anyhow, speedy trips - Monday was another. I caught a bus from Edinburgh to Moffat to visit Rachel and Simon. I haven't seen Rachel since 2000, and probably Simon since even before that, so it was great to catch up. The bus trip was lovely - frost everywhere, and rolling through the beautiful countryside. Quick change at Crawford, and a little trouble spotting Rachel, but found her! Back to their place and saw little Hollie again - not so little now! She's 14 I think, which is so trippy, I cannot believe it is the same little girl I used to run around with! She was great, although she had a friend from London up and spent most of the time with her, so I barely saw her - and fair enough, you wouldn't want to hang out with the oldies! Had a bit of a catch up with Simon whilst Rachel did a fry up (yay and yum!) for our lunch. We then spent several hours nattering and showing each other photos before I had to jump back onto another bus back. Fleeting, but a lovely visit. Bus back to Lockerbie, and hadn't considered that it would be full of annoying loud and, well mostly annoying and loud children. Screaming in Scottish accents! Then, train from Lockerbie back to Edinburgh, which was quite uneventful.
Went back to David's, and we decided to go catch a flick. Got tix for Che Part One (extremely good, I highly recommend.) and grabbed some dinner at a pub across the road. In the pub there were two forms of entertainment - the large screen showing the Hopman Cup and the drunk Scottish woman snogging the Frenchman, and his poor mate trying to find something to do with himself. The pub was very quiet, but everyone was amused by this event- the woman next to us said she'd been there for an hour, and it had been going to whole time! The friend did a 'cheers' with his drink with me, and then David, who said it in French. The friend got very excited and said "So you speak French?" and was ready to come and join us when David said "No". Ah, clearly you had to be there, it was very fun. After the film, we'd missed a bus due to my inability to run fast or far enough to catch one (I blame the cold I have.), so we grabbed a cab, and the driver was lovely - he told us of his uncle who moved to Melbourne and became a director for David Jones, although he has now passed away, and his wife lives on Chapel St.
After the movie, back to David's and we said goodbye, as I was unlikely to be ready to leave by the time David had to go to work in the morning. It was ace to see David and hang out and see Edinburgh again. And Tuesday - well, you've heard most of it - got up, dropped my luggage at the train station, spent many hours in an Internet cafe updating my blog, and then headed onto the train. As I walked to the train, I got a bit sad as the first flakes of snow dropped from the sky - if I had to put up with the cold, at least I could have had some snow! Train ride was uneventful, I finished my book, was bored with my podcasts and then got very excited to realise that I had several episodes of Madmen on my iPod, so watched that. Scott met me at Kings Cross, was ace to see him, we came back to his and Marcus's. They have a blow up double bed for me - yes, it is an airbed, but full size and height - nuts! Very comfy, too! We went for dinner at a lovely place around the corner, and then when we got back, I managed to spill a full hot cup of tea all over myself. Quite a skill. I've spent the morning having a cup of tea and typing this, and am now about to head out for a bit more London sightseeing!
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