21st April Ticket to Ride


The advantage of buying an all day bus ticket is just what it says on the tin...you can ride on the buses (and trams) all day, as often as you like. Which is what we did yesterday, mainly because TOM struggled to list a part of his body that wasn't sore after Tuesday's exurtions round the city. So we decided that the more we rode, the less we would have to walk. A win, win in anyone's books.

So after a ham and cheese omelette breakfast, (I thought it would help TOM get moving if he cooked it for me) our first bus was along Leith Walk into the city centre, getting off at the far end of Princess Street and enjoying a very liesurely stroll through the park. This was punctuated by sounds of Ow, Ouch, Aggh and a series of other words that I couldn't possibly publish in the blog, as TOM hobbled along like the Tin Man in need of a good oiling.

Faced with the short sharp climb up the Mound , it was another bus trip, this time for a single stop to the Royal Mile or as we soon called it 'Tat Terrace', where visitors were encouraged to pay extortionate amounts of cash for virtually anything remotely Scottish. The views from the forecourt of Edinburgh Castle overlooking the city were great especially as we were once agin blessed with fantastic weather but all the tourists soon started to get on our t**s and so we beat a hasty retreat back down the Mound on another single stop journey. 

Rehydrated via a Costa Moccachinolatte, we were ready for the next jolly, a trip out to the seaside at Potrobello. Unfortunately the bus seemed to take forever to arrive, a scenario not helped by the fact that when I checked it was indeed the correct bus, the driver informed us that it was, but heading in the wrong direction. We had been stood on the wrong side of the street! 

A further 30 mins later we were finally heading in the right direction for a brisk bumble along the prom at a bitingly breezy Portobello beach, where we both wished we had been sporting several more layers of clothing and hadn't laughed so much at those we had seen back in the city earlier in the day, all dressed as if about to accompany Sir Ranulph Fiennes on an expedition to the Antarctic.

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