Fam, Jam, Thank you Ma'am

Whaddup homies from my home? Looks like this is the Season of Visiting for yours truly. At the end of April, my sis, the fabulous Marg-a-rooney, came over to Edinburgh to explore and discover Scotch Land. We did EVERYTHING in Edinburgh. Seriously. I made an itinerary. We climbed ALL the monuments. We ate ALL the food. We drank ALL the locally-brewed, -distilled, -bottled and -blended liquids that our bladders could handle. It was de-LIGHT-ful!

We also managed (due to my phenomenal planning) to find time to go shopping in Glasgow, be charmed by York and experience some first-class entertainment in London's West End. If anyone gets the chance to see the musical The Book of Mormon, you MUST do it. I haven't laughed that much at a musical since I was in a production of CATS in high school and the Magical Mr. Mistofelees ripped a big one during a particularly spectacular split jump. But seriously, go see the Book of Mormon. Do bring a sense of child-like whimsy. Do NOT bring any actual children. There are a few too many F-bombs set to catchy tunes for the show to be appropriate for the Pull-Ups Set.

Obviously I have a thousand words that I could use to describe our full trip in detail. Y'all know me. But I think this time I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves. With a little help from my captions.

You wouldn't know anything about this, would you, Marg?

Preparing to climb up Arthur's Seat. Doesn't look that tall, right?

You're right Marg - that view of Edinburgh is ha-ha-ha-larious!

Looks like the stars come out in the daytime in Edinburgh

Who took this picture???

Marg prepares to hear the sweet song of whisky at the Scotch Whisky Experience

Hairrry Coo. Mu. 

Marg descends into the ancient valley of Glencoe

Marg takes a picture of the ancient valley of Glencoe

Marg ascends from the ancient valley of Glencoe

We met a Hairy Coo!

Two Coo

Who you? You noo coo!

"Hairrry Coos laike thae waet waether!"

"Ugh. Tourists."

"Snuufllfleeeesnoorrrrttt."

A teeeennnyyy tiiiiinnnnnyyy pony!!!

"Excuse me, are your shoes made of food?"

Look out, Marg! Nessie's right behind you!!!

Cruel fate! All along, the monster was ME!!

Anastasia and Drizella go for a shopping day in Glasgow

Margaret poses daintily beside the ruins of an Abbey in York

I pose equally daintily

This tree wanted a picture with Margaret. Those people did not. 

The heavenly set of the Book of Mormon. I wasn't supposed to take this photo. 

After Marg flew off, I went on a bus tour of London. Because I could. This is REAL WESTMINSTER!!! PPPPPPPPARRRRRRRRLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAMMMMMEEEEEEENNNNTTTTTT. 

Stupid bridge got in the way of my photo of these two guys. 

This is THE SHARD. Do NOT tread upon it. Owie-wowie!

On the train back home - it's goddam pastoral here. 

Take a roll-a through canola

Coming up soon: photos of my visit with a certain person in a certain country! Here's a hint - her name rhymes with Bélize and the country rhymes with... Flitzerbland...

Talk to you soon!