This is Leith, no Edinburgh.
Flipping through these photos, I am realizing more and more that they... all look the same. Same coats, same grey sky, same hair (there's no point in anything other than a hat when it's raining...oh wait it's sunny... nope, it's raining again...), so you'll just have to pretend that there are subtle differences. ANYWAY. We walked through Stockbridge and took the river walk down to the waterside-and-Trainspotting-setting Leith (the local bars made sure that we knew that we weren't in Edinburgh anymore). We... looked at some water, a pigeon sat on David's lap, stopped into a cozy Swedish bar, and got excited about sunshine in the park on the way home. What a day!
|Gotta look out for those tea dealers.|