I AM NOT CANADIAN!

Apparently, our southern accents sound Canadian. I am really bewildered by this because I never once got confused for being Canadian while living in Seattle. It was a clear difference. So of course when we get asked from whereabouts in Canada we are from we get offended. LOL. We have been asked this question at least three times as of this point. Hmmm. Last time I checked we didn't say eh and when we do say y'all (which is frequent) people still snicker. We started today by taking a walking tour of Edinburgh which turned out to be really fun, even though it rained. We met at a Starbucks, which reminds me, Dad you could totally survive here. There were so many Starbucks I lost count but unfortunately, they do not carry my iced passion tea lemonade here so things just wouldn't work out here. Our tour was led by a young woman who was from Canada and had moved to Edinburgh to earn her drama teacher certification, needless to say, she hadn't booked a gig for it yet. As a result of her drama background we got a very elaborate tour and it was quite amusing. We learned random bits of historical information including stories about body snatchers and selling bodies to the medical college for money, a woman who survived her hanging and was let off in a sense of double jeopardy (she even told other people being hung that she had been there and it turns out alright), and the story of the STONE OF DESTINY (BUM BUM BUM). I really can't do all the stories justice because it was so much infomration to take in. The castle was probably one of the coolest things solely because it rests on top of an extinct volcano. There was a break in our tour where we grabbed a pint (me: cider, Kelley: beer) and talked with our tour guide some more. Unfortuantely, there was a really annoying girl who was on the tour that kept talking to our guide and our guide turned to us as reliefs to complain about her. Apparently, the girl's boyfriend was at a hackeysack tournament in Berlin and she didn't want to wtiness the whole thing (who knew such a thing existed). After the tour we enjoyed half off burgers at this place, thanks to the tour. We then explored the city a little more taking time out to go see Dolly the Sheep (yes, the cloned one) who happened to be in the children's section of the National Museum of Scotland (go figure). We then tried to go see the Palace of Holyroodhouse and got some good views but it was too late in the day to go in. We then headed back to the hostel and packed up our things and got ready to catch our night train to London.