In the still of the night....
In a few short hours, we're heading off to Linlithgow to spend a delightful morning and early afternoon being silly in a ruined palace. I think nothing can go wrong when you're in a ruined palace, but that's just me. Since I've been there before, I've decided to dress up in my faux-medeival dress and take silly photos of myself being dramatic. There will be toy swords, and maybe even a plastic axe.
The trip will be myself and the rest of my merry little household of Canadians (where did all these people come from, and why are they eating my pie?) and a couple of my friends from "here". I put here in quotiations because it's Joe M., who is currently living in Stirling and is from someplace in Ireland, and Myles, who is one of those rare people: someone actually from Edinburgh who still lives here (he has assured me that will change as soon as possible). And here's the best part: Joe has lived in Stirling for 12 years, has gone through Linlithgow countless times on his way back and forth to Edinburgh, and has never once actually been there. Myles tells me he "may" have been there when he was a kid, but he can't recall.
*bang head against wall* It's a PALACE! Stuff happened there! It's all picturesque and there's a lake and Flodden and Mary and stuff, and how did you not go there? How?? It's so *close*!
And then I remind myself that I hadn't been to the mountains in ages before I left Edmonton, and I'd only been to Calgary briefly, and three hours isn't that far to drive, especially for a milkshake, so yeah.
So, yeah, Linlithgow later today, assuming I sleep between now and then, because now that I'm over the plague (for the most part), I have insomnia instead. And I'm unemployed. So I made Lemon Vanilla Jam and apple pie tonight and spent the afternoon sitting in Princes Street Gardens looking up at the castle and the clouds and just being content with the world. Which was nice, but I still can't sleep.
I've got things a bit more sorted out for my trip back to Canada for Tom's wedding, and found an affordable flight between London and Vancouver. Still up in the air about Amsterdam. But maybe, Australia is worked out. Again. For real this time.
No, I mean it!