Last night, as I was kept up until 3 a.m. amidst what must have been a Roman orgy upstairs, I had a lot of time to think about how to 'end' this blog. For it is truly, the end of an era.
Today you will find no pictures... no silly quips about natives...Instead, I decided to give Edinburgh a proper send-off by wandering around like a 'local' sans camera (at least as much as I could, given the general Giant to Hobbit height ratio and fannypackpursewallet situation).
This is not the end...now that I have managed to tame a tiny piece of the Wild Wild World (or at least not die trying), I am hooked like a fish on...well on a hook. I will not be bringing back an accent/bus driver/haggis/sheepalthoughItried, but I will be coming back a different person. This I know.
Thank you all for sticking around so dilligently and helping me sift through the great rubbish pile that is my brain. Until next time...
Stay Sexy Scotland,
Ashley
P.S. If you ever find the opportunity train heading full speed your direction, be like Nike...Just Do It.
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