by Before dinner yesterday evening we listened to the Music Scotland Show. There were kilts, and wee lassies and good fun all around if you like bagpipe music. Bagpipes remind me of what Mark Twain said about listening to Wagner. “It puts me in mind of the night the orphan asylum burned down.”
Joyce spent the morning with her book and doing a little laundry. We were running out of undies so she visited the ship laundromat. I strolled over to the Brittanica, Queen Elizabeth’s yacht, but the crowds dissuaded me from going through it. Betsy and Bryant did, though, and had good things to say about it. In the afternoon we took a bus tour through Edinburgh. Although it’s hard to see from a bus, it is an impressive city. Lots of imposing buildings. There was a lot of traffic and a parade for one of the Edinburgh soccer teams that had won the Scotland championship the day before. We stayed clear of the parade. After touring the city, we stopped at Edinburgh Castle and spent some time going through it. It’s really a fort and in fact still houses some of the Scot military. The fort is built on top of Edenburg Rock and was never successfully attacked our guide told us. He said there had been some kind of structure there for a couple of thousand years, I think.