Monday, 31 January 2011
Belated Birthday in Edinburgh
That evening saw us safely tucked up in the Cafe Royal bar for Burns night, replete with enormous salmon baguettes and a beer or two for OH.
Of course, I had to go to the beach, and a wild windy morning found us at Portobello, where we and a few dog walkers were braving the front. One fine dalmatian had a social circle all of his own, and was pleased to make our acquaintance for further adoration. As a concession to vice, I spent a massive £2 in the amusement arcade.
Finally, the hotel sported one of the best signs I have ever seen...