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Bein in a different country Day 12

It’s rainin again! Why does it always rain when we’re at Westminster bridge?! When we first arrived here, it didn’t rain one drop. There was a nip in the air at times, a lotta lovely sunshine…but when we’re right next to that giant ,chiming clock tower, suddenly it’s gotta rain buckets! 
Anyway, we decided to beat the torrential rain an’ go to a place where all the water’s contained behind glass walls- the Sea Life London Aquarium. There’s sealife in here that I didn’t even know existed! Sealife I thought to have had gone extinct…atleast in our polluted water bodies of India😁 As soon as you enter, you walk across a glass footpath an’ my advice to ya is- Don’t look down if yer deathly afraid of sharks! There’s lobsters, seahorses, tuna, clownfish, piranhas (who,btw, are camera-shy), colourful jellyfish, a cunning crocodile (the cunning bugger slept with one eye open and on me the entire time😶) and a long, glass tunnel with a variety of fish (sharks, stingrays, turtles, etc) swimmin and peerin at us wondrous humans through the glass while we take our selfies with em. If yer in the mood to annoy a starfish or two, they’ve even got a rock-pool especially for the purpose o’ pokin at starfish. Oh, yes! An’ my fav! The penguins, with silly human names like Chloe and Zoe and a few other names for the male ones as well. Lil black an’ white, wobblin balls o’ cuteness! 😘
Not to sound cruel to the fish, but I ended up gobblin down a Filet-o-fish at the McDonald’s next door (ironic, I know!) , but I thoroughly enjoyed learning about all those fish an’ thank Neptune/Poseidon I didn’t have to dive into the deepest sea or anythin to see em. It was time to get drenched again, as we stepped outside into the heavy, non-stop rain. The only ones who seemed to enjoy it were the seagulls who looked like they were havin a ball as they bobbed about on the surface of the Thames, occasionally poppin up to be fed by the hands of friendly passerby before perchin on a docked cruiseboat to preen their drippin wet feathers.

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RIP, Adam West

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I instantly took a likin to Adam West as the caped crusader after watching this one scene where he’s tryin to get rid of a bomb and gets all frustrated! He’s my second fav man to wear the cowl an’ cape after Mr. Keaton (Mr. Bale comes third) an’ just enjoyed seein his camaraderie with Robin/ Burt Ward in it, too cute! He had me chucklin when he poked fun at the Batman role in a funny cameo on Betty White’s hidden camera prank show not too long ago. So sad to hear about his demise an’ may he continue bein awesome up in heaven. 💙

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Bein in a different country Day 11

Last day here an’ we haven’t stuffed our shoppin bags with the clothin that Scotland’s famed for: The kilts. Now, ya won’t find designer wear like yer Gucci an’ Armani here like on Oxford Street, unless ya really search for it. But, you’ll find tartan patterns every corner ya look! So, ended up buyin kilts in various colours, tartan print tights, a wee coin purse ft the thistle (the national flower o’ Scotland) an’ ghillie blouses. Do not judge me…All that clothin I mentioned beckoned to me! 😁 The men in the family were too embarrassed to try on a kilt, so they ended up buyin nothin an’ instead helped hurl the shopping bags to the apartment.
The next day, after some packin…An’ a whole lotta squeezin an’ standin on the suitcases to fit everythin in, we left on the first plane to London. So, it’s buh-bye (or cheers! as they say here) to Edinburgh.

Shoppin, shoppin, shoppin!

A wee lil coin purse:
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Gem stone necklace from a vending machine:
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On a somewhat unrelated matter, I’m guessin this clan locket below is probably from where Campbell Bain (David Tennant’s character from Takin Over the Asylum AKA the fella in the pic above👆) got his name from. Just ignore the words Of Breadal and there it is! 👇

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Tartan print clothing:

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An’ on my journey back, met David Tennant at the Edinburgh Airport….
Is what I’d have loved to brag about! But, no such luck! Instead, I’d to settle for this lovely comic I picked up at the lil shop there. Woohoo! 👇

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Bein in a different country Day 10

Where would we be without our inventors an’ archeologists? Our Freddy the robot, our 3D printers, our Dolly the sheep, our fossilized sperm whale skulls, our changin fashion trends….I hope ya didn’t skip all that, cuz that’s exactly what I saw at the National Museum of Scotland. A must visit if ya wanna escape the crude illustrations o’ yer biology an’ history textbooks an’ witness the real thing! So, go ahead an’ explore at this free o’ charge museum. Donations are accepted, so be sure to drop some cash in the numerous donation boxes here before leavin, so they can continue preservin these treasures.

Futuristic 3D printer an’ 3D printed doodads:

Trace yer own animal on a Tibetan prayer flag. There’s chalk pieces an’ everythin you’ll need next to the prayer wheels. This,btw, is a lion:

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Introducin Dolly the sheep! Aww…

Check out these changin fashion trends at the National Museum of Scotland:

 

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Bein in a different country Day 9

After lunch (beer battered haddock an’ chips. Dad grumbled… so ,I ate his share as well without worry o’ puttin on a few sexy pounds! 😁), we passed by a lil place that didn’t look like it was built solely from leftover rubble, but it was. We also passed by a valley with a spooky history. Ya know how the Americans burnt suspected witches at the stake? Well, the Scots were a tad kind to their witches. They flooded the valley an’ drowned em instead! Oh, well…I’m gonna leave ya with that disturbingly haunting memory an’ hope to God those poor women were really witches😶

The picturesque, albeit spooky valley:

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Bein in a different country Day 8

Learnt about all the famous people who lived here. Most o’ em were born or grew up here, while others found inspiration an’ still others, fame. JK Rowling, RL Stevenson, Robert Burns, Robert Ferguson, Walter Scott (remembered by the tallest monument in Edinburgh) chloroform, antiseptic, Jekyll an’ Hyde (inspired by Deacon Brodie- a cabinet maker by day, gambler/burglar by night who was hung to death and is now honoured with a pub on the Royal Mile- whose story inspired young, bedridden Stevenson), they all got their start in this lovely place.
I found myself hummin Sunshine on Leith by The Proclaimers as the bus crossed o’er the still an’ tranquil Leith river. This time around, we had a live, human guide (in place o’ the audio guide) an’ the brilliantly unique Scottish accent was pure music to my ears! An’ hearin about the fascinatingly creepy paranormal history o’ Scotland an’ graveyard poltergeists (apparently, every place here’s got a ghost story attached to it!) in this fantastic accent was an added bonus! If ya like grotesque history, there’s also the building used by Burke an’ Hare to commit murders for 16 months (the duo sold the corpses to Dr. Knox for anatomic study).
  Also heard about an apothecary turned pub, cleverly titled Doctors just so hubbies poppin in for a nightcap or two could attend to a call from their worried wives an’ just lie about their whereabouts by sayin the followin: Sorry,love. Be a while. Just at the doctor’s. (True story an’ genius idea to escape a fight with the ol ball an’ chain, eh?) 😉 Talkin o’ pubs, there’s one dedicated to the most loyal dog who stayed beside his master’s grave for 14 years before passin away, bein buried beside his beloved master an’ havin a pub + a statue erected in his honour (even our Indian doggies don’t get that!😅) Alas, the statue’s once shiny black nose has suffered much damage an’ lost its sheen due to it bein rubbed for good luck by far too many tourists an’ now glints in the sun….So, don’t give the poor doggie a hard time! Just pet im an’ stay away from the nose (speakin on behalf o’ the Scottish, of course! :))

Sunshine on Leith: Find a yacht previously used by the Royal Family docked here:

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Greyfriar’s Bobby: the loyal dog with his own pub an’ Disney movie:

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What?! He’s not at the doctor’s?! That son o’ a Scot lied to me! 😜👇

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Lord bless the conservation skills o’ the Scots! Conservin everythin from energy to architecture!

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Preservin the ancient facade o' buildings

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Solar panels as far as the eye can see

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Windmills are the way to go!

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Bein in a different country Day 7

That gorgeous castle I wrote about earlier looms o’er the whole o’ Edinburgh an’ seems to follow the tour bus from Niddry street to Leith. I finally got the opportunity to explore it an’ thankfully didn’t have to climb up or rappel down the gigantic, rocky cliff atop which it’s situated, although I did have to trudge up yet another sloping cobblestone street to reach it. With a beautiful view an’ fascinatin history, the Edinburgh castle is a must visit an’ houses what is apparently the mother o’ all cannons and which has brought down many a kingdom an’ now rests its aged self up here. The war memorial up there is also worth a visit, with its ledgers containing the names o’ those who gave their lives in the World Wars an’ its elegant architecture an’ picture perfect gardens dedicated to the same.
Also, filled up on my umpteenth plate o’ fish n chips (blimey! My body must be made up o’ haddock an’ potatoes by now, I swear!), sampled some haggis too (sounds like a yucky dish, but tastes good) an’ slurped down my umpteenth 99 as well (who can resist ice cream, eh?) in a lil restaurant at the foot o’ the castle.
An’ as I write this, my brother is attemptin to play bagpipes that he bought earlier on at a souvenir shop. That , coupled with the bagpiper playin skillfully outside in the square…An’ its bloody bagpipe-a-palooza in the room!

Edinburgh castle:

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The cobblestone slopes leading up to the castle:

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This is haggis. Dig in! 👇

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The restaurant where I dined had these signs hanging on its walls, teaching diners some simple words an’ greetings in Scottish Gaelic:

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Bein in a different country Day 6

At King’s Cross, bookin a train ticket to Edinburgh. If yer ever here an’ spot a team o’ youngsters with heavenly voices, sportin orange tees an’ singin a Capella, do drop money in their donation bucket like I did, as they sing for charity an’ for Africa. An’ if yer a fan o’ the boy wizard, head on o’er to Platform 9 ³/4, complete with a replica o’ the trolley!
Still can’t pronounce Edinburgh. End up pronouncin it as as Edin-bleh… Although, it’s far from bleh! In fact, it’s brilliant! Spotted a gorgeous castle on my first day an’ even though it’s far colder than London (Edin-brrr, eh? ), but I love it! Of course, before I set out to explore this beautiful place, I had to pull on my cardigan faster than ya can say Edinburra (aye, that’s the correct pronunciation…or atleast that’s how I’ve heard David Tennant pronounce it, anyway! ;)) So, lookin quite the Sherlockian goofball as I pulled on the deerstalker hat I’d bought at Madame Tussauds an’ began my long search for my home for the next few days- an apartment at Niddry street. I finally found it: just down a sloping cobblestone street, past the stench o’ scotch (I’m guessin, since I don’t drink) emanatin from a nearby pub an’ up a flight o’ stairs. Tired from all that exercise, I postponed sightseeing for the next day an’ slept like a log till the morrow.

O’er hill an’ o’er dale: Scenes from the train window en route to Edinburgh:

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By the Scottish seaside: If the weather’s this chilly, I wonder how the water is:

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The railway station an’ more picturesque scenes:

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Sheep a-grazin!

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Horses a-gallopin!

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I look like a Sherlockian goofball, but atleast I'm warm! 😝

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Time to overcome my fear o’ heights as I felt the crisp, cool air ruffle my hair as the tour bus made its way to the London Eye through the traffic o’ tourists, those signature black taxi cabs an’ Citroen cars. Took in the mesmerizin view o’ the cruise boats on the Thames, the Parliament and other monuments on the way there. It looked like rain an’ it did indeed rain as I walked through a park filled with playing kids, carousels, entertainers painted from head to toe to resemble statues an’ other fun stuff to do even on a damp day. I finally made it to the gigantic ferris wheel and carefully hopped into the moving glass capsule (thankfully, not landing into the river below!)…And, wowser! What a view! Nothing beats an aerial view!
Twas time to say cheese for the camera attached to the ferris wheel as it slowly came to a halt. Thankfully, this time around, the camera clicked a better pic o’ my expression that seemed to say OMG! , unlike the one fitted on Madame Tussauds’ spooky joyride (aptly titled Spirit of London) where my face was a mixture appal, shock an’ horror (I’ve erased that outta my mind, btw!)
On the way back, the bus passed o’er the Tower Bridge and I marvelled at it as it towered above me. The bus finally came to a rest near Hyde Park before I returned to the hotel  by tube. Alright, more stuff after my trip back from Edinburgh. Gonna spend a few days there before I’m back for more London adventures!

Selfies an’ views from atop the tour bus:

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The famed red phone booth

Gorgeous Westminster Abbey:

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Leafy cover

Along the banks o’ Thames:

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Boats docked on the river

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One o' the many statues that dot London city

Tower Bridge:

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Majestic lions at Trafalgar Square:

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Biggest thumbs up ever! 👍

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The greenery, cyclists, roller skaters an’ joggers o’ Hyde Park:

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Hopped off the tour bus to see this young fella (possibly, the next Ed Sheeran;)) beautifully strummin his guitar as he sang Creep outside the tube station near Big Ben. A ray o’ sunshine on an otherwise cloudy day:

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A visit to Baker Street via tube (gotta love the Oyster card😁) resulted in a crossover o’ sorts as I stepped into a souvenir shop on the street famous for bein the home to Sherlock Holmes an’ stumbled into a blue box, the TARDIS, at its entrance! Made my day! 💙
What further made my day was a visit to Madame Tussauds as I posed with my fav stars (not the real deal. Just wax statues, but still…yay! 😛), includin with one o’ my fav Brits- Lady Di: absolutely amazin an’ beautiful, even in wax form!💕 Hung out with the Queen an’ fly…Alas, just wax statues! Oh! Speakin o’ the Queen, also had a bit o’ a fling with the frontman o’ the band, Queen– Mr. Mercury himself! 🎸

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A tribute to the man himself at the Baker Street tube station

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The blue box: TARDIS at Baker Street

I am currently jotting all this down in this notebook that I picked up from the shop mentioned above, located right next to the Sherlock Holmes statue. Notice the Daleks? :

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Me guardin the TARDIS till the Doctor returns😁;)💙