It was a magical experience in Edinburgh back in 2012.
Gathered much courage to try the flying carousel. Honestly, it wasn't that frightening, but I kept sliding around my seat because of my coat.
Became a raccoon.
Had tim sum in a Chinese restaurant, which was surprisingly reasonably priced.
Pretty fruity tart which didn't taste as sweet as it looks.
And for the first time in our lives, we saw a reindeer.
We conquered Arthur's seat. And I got a souvenir from the boy, a huge blueblack on my shin from his flying kick when he was slipping down the slopes.
Edinburgh Castle.
Always a happy place.
Especially when I'm with you.
