Coming towards the end of our Scottish stay (before I have to head to work in England for a few weeks), Louise and I spent a grand day in Edinburgh.
We took in Edinburgh Castle. We took in the Scott Monument. We lazily walked the streets and ate the the critically acclaimed soup and sandwich deli – The Edinburgh Larder (I can see why it is held in such high regard)!
We strolled the Edinburgh Fringe Festival – Fifty thousand performances of 3,269 shows in 294 venues (all in three weeks)… the single biggest celebration of arts and culture on the planet.
Leading up to this day trip was probably the most surreal experience of my life. After a day night of drinking with friends, including Black Cab’s and Uber’s – we finally got back home near Glasgow well into the night. The following morning (the morning of the trip to Edinburgh) I couldn’t find my camera anywhere. Cue a panicked morning of calling everyone, calling bars and restaurants and the Black Cab company. No luck.
After returning from Edinburgh (with mixed emotions) the final resort was trying to reach the Uber Driver via the app. Remarkably he answered and after initially not finding it, did locate my camera somewhat kicked under his seat. He drove some 45 minutes to come and find me and return the camera that night!
Alas, the day trip was taken with my camera phone but my god, the non-loss of precious memories and the honesty of one Asian Scottish Uber driver will live long in my memory.