Edin Burrah

There's Pittsburgh.  And there's Edinburgh.  But they don't rhyme.  One has a great hockey team, and one is pronounced properly. We're in the one that is pronounced properly.  Stops of historical significance on this day included the Edinburgh castle, the entire Royal Mile, the peak of Arthur's Seat, and a ghost tour for which the waiver included "not responsible if you are punched by a ghost or by the tour guide".  'Twas a grrrraaannnnd day, lads and lassies!

Abby shows her strength and opens the door with just one hand.

There's nothing in there....

Or is there?

Where did this weirdo come from?  Is that an Edinburgh hat?

And he's gone.  Weird kid.

Professor Johnson on the Edinburgh Castle's glorious history.

Oh oh, here comes security to move Mr. Johnson along (on the left).

Inside the tiny St. Margaret's chapel at the castle.  James thinks the guy on the bottom looks like me.

There I am, working on my next lesson plan.

Some of the kings of Scotland.  Poor Malcolm maybe had too much whisky the night before his portrait.

There he is.

They're nice to each other.

Admiring their extra long legs at this strangely named mirror.

They stole our idea.  And the guy on the right stole that facial hair from the dollar store.

Look at Brooklyn.  Pure joy.  Or something.

Mr. J explains the history of the Ironman.  Or something.

Our goal in the background - Arthur's Seat.

He is pointing us in the wrong direction I think.

On the edge of the Seat.

Careful!

At 89 feet above sea level, Arthur's Seat is the highest mountain in Scotland.

1000 Italians invaded the top while we were there.

Look at those people.  Don't notice Abby's red face - she asked that you not notice that.  So please don't.

Portugese guys in skirts try to help our kids out of a bind.  Callie - no words.

I don't know what kind of tour this is that Mr. J has signed us up for...

The guide proves that he has opposable digits.  Don't look at Abby.

Most everyone has thumbs.  Apparently they are a Scottish invention, like everything else.

This guy was good.

Right after this Mr. Johnson fell to the ground and started speaking in tongues.

Celeste, before she got yelled at. 

"Shut up!"

He's a flea.

We always find her somewhere in Europe.