Monday, August 26, 2013

Scottish meals Bill Cosby would approve of

I had a delicious Scottish breakfast this morning. Eggs, toast, ham, sausage, potato scone, haggis, and blood pudding. Blood pudding is basically a Scottsman's way of saying
"Right, we took out all the good parts of the pig - what the hell do we do with the rest of it?"
"I dunno, let's ask Bill Cosby... pudding? Really? Are ye daft? Right then, we'll give it a shot."


The new hostelmates were Swiss and New Zealanders. She left this morning, but the Swiss guys will be here til Wednesday.
This morning was the Search for Socks. Dun dun dun!!!
Seriously though, most of my socks at home are only ankle high as I hate the feel of socks falling down onto your ankles. The problem is that when you have a good pair of hiking boots/shoes, your bare skin at your Achilles's tendon had a habit of rubbing a huge blister right were it meets the shoes. I'm swapping between the two shoes so that the blisters I'm forming switch off and have a chance to heal. So I had to go into a department store and get some stylish foot adornments for the rest of my journey (they are quite comfy though). I also stopped by the haberdashery department as I tend to like browsing through gentlemanly things.
Well it means something different around here. It was basically a sewing center, which happened to be the other thing I needed. My tried and true trusty backpack is starting to come slightly unglued at the point where the lower belt on the large sack is attached to the pack. Its halfway undone right now and that means bad things in store if it comes all the way off. So I now have a sewing kit and will spend some time tonight trying to get the sucker attached well enough to get the Sweden, where I might have to tour some sporting goods places to find a replacement. Which will sadden me greatly as there are a ton of memories tied to all the bruises and scrapes on my old one.
After my short shopping spree I walked around the residential districts farther out from the city center just to get a feel of Scottish life. Few folks on the street, mostly folks working. I love getting the feel of a city's true heartbeat away from the tourist facade. I ended up walking back to the city center and hopped on one of the open top tour buses to see what all the city has to offer.
I've come to realize that this might be a good option to do the first thing once you hit a city. You'll likely be tired and have preconceived notions about where to go in the city based on tourist propaganda and tour books. If you get the open air bus tour, you can get the talking points and history for an hour ride while you get to see all the places you might want to walk to. Plus you see the bars, restaurants, and cool shops that catch your eye on the way and can mark them off on the map they give you during the bus tour.
So I took the one that went through the city and the university and parliament districts. Then for an extra four pounds I could take any of the other five buses to hop on and off of.
Currently I hopped off of the stop by the ocean at the Ocean Terminal Mall to have a bite to eat and look out over the ocean from three floors up. Mall food - pasta carbonara and a couple pints of pear cider. Then we'll see what the night has in store for me.

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