Edinburgh: Arthur's Seat and Edinburgh Castle

Woke up early to check out, make breakfast and climb Arthur's Seat. Original plan to go to Holyrood Palace fell through at the end due to the lack of time. Took almost 2 hours to climb up with the steep slopes and the usual phototaking frenzy. It was so tiring that even a passerby, whom we asked for directions from, going downhill, was panting and could only point the way up to us. Sang (and panted) our way up. Many dogs were lopping around without leash. It must be more fun to be a dog raised in Europe. 4/5 of the way up was a small clearing where the snapping frenzy acted up again. Literally climbed with all 4 limbs up the part to Arthur's Seat. The paranomic view up there was great!

Scampered down the kill in about half an hour, unfortunately on the wrong side. Had to take a detour back to town and up the Royal Mile for the last attraction we could make time for on our itinerary, Edinburgh Castle. It didn't live up to what I expected from a 12GBP entrance ticket. It was in essence, a small village with many little buildings turned museums. It bordered on boring to be frank. The view and the Scottish Crown Jewels were the only 2 saving grace(s).

Souvenir shopped after exiting the castle and got back to Brodies 2 to pack up and made our way to the airport for our flight back to London, Stansted. The cold or whatever that got me began to act up on the flight there, stuffing my nasal passage and blocking my ears to the extent they hurt as the plane lost altitude. Had cup noodles for dinner, a welcomed change after all the bread we've had on the trip. Ended up sleeping with 1 ear blocked. Another cold night at the airport.

My own bed and bathroom has been missed.