Day 3

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Rise and shine at 8am. The Hubby wakes up first — he’s slept badly, having visions of being entrapped in the UK, unable to go home. Shower, dress, skip breakfast, head for the US Consulate. We’re buzzed inside, go up to the counter in the small waiting room, and meet Gwen, the kindly consulate staff member. The Hubby fills out a passport application, which will be expedited to the US Embassy in London. We give Gwen the app, but we still need two passport pictures and a Royal Mail Next Day Delivery Pre-paid postage.

Quick walk to a one-hour photo, on the Royal Mile, near some of the campus buildings of the University of Edinburgh. In that one hour, the Hubby and I grab a late breakfast — scones and coffee at a local coffee and tea shop I ask the “barrista” — an Irishman — where the nearest postal center is. We head to Mailboxes Etc on the Southside of town. No go — but the clerk there points us to a pharmacy just down the street that does Royal Maiil prepaid postage. We get the postage and envelope, get the passport pictures, and deliver it all to Gwen. She’ll mail it to Bill and Christa’s house, arriving by the end of next week.

During all of this errand-running, I managed to take some pictures in our inadvertant trip to Edinburgh (sorry, no US Consulate pics):

1) Wellington Statue

2) One of the famous Edinburgh Cows

3) A castle-something, along the river that cuts through town

4) Inscription in the courtyard leading to a writers’ museum

We check out of our hotel and grab the noon train out of Edinburgh. We leave the train at Arbroath station, call Bill and Christa, and Bill picks us up.


Quiet afternoon and evening, settling in and catching up. Afterall, it’s been three years since we’ve seen them and their two Norwegian buhunds, Nisha and Hazel.


About lizardqueen

If single-mothering were a paid job, I'd be rich. However, it doesn't, so I write (which doesn't pay the bills) and teach (which does). I'm overly-educated in the liberal arts, but that doesn't hinder my ability to be pragmatic and realistic. YAY.
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