On the train at King's Cross Station The kids on the train |
The Scroop family are hitting the holiday road, again, for another six week Griswold style European vacation. Starting in London we will train our way to Scotland, back down to Paris in France, on to Brugge in Belgium, Wurzburg in Germany, Salzburg in Austria, Lauterbrunnen in Switzerland and then to the Cinque Terre and Rome in Italy. Along the way we will hit the Scottish Highlands, scale the Eiger, walk the Cinque Terre trails and eat and drink our way to an empty bank account, again!
Sunday 8 September 2013
London-Edinburgh – Day 8
Today
we are leaving London so we get up around 7 and finish packing before heading
out for brekky. The streets of London are the quietest we've seen them since we
have been here. Not much appears to happen early on a Saturday morning around
here. A lot of cafes and restaurants are still closed and a only a few are just
opening. After Brekkie we head back to our apartment grab our bags and leave
for Convent Garden tube stop. We only need to take the tube for 3 stops to
Kings Cross station. Kings Cross is right next door to St. Pancras
international train station and they share the same underground network and it
is huge. It takes a fair walk to eventually get to the area where we need to
board our train to Edinburgh. The train to Edinburgh is about 4 ½ hours long and
the closer we get to Edinburgh the better the views become. I’ve rung the
person who is meeting us at our accommodation and we have agreed on a meeting
time so we need to be organised. But that’s not a problem; I’ve got it all
under control. Once the train stops we jump off and head to the “rear” of the
train to pick up our bags from the dedicated luggage carriage. We get there and
there is no luggage carriage!!! What the....did it drop off the end of the
train? Kris asks one of the train employers and he informs her it’s “at the
other end of the train”. Oh, we seem to be a bit disorientated. The train is
about 150m long so we do a runner to the other end of the train and collect our
luggage. Once that’s done we need to find our way out of the station. Which way
do we go? Now, I have Google earthed Edinburgh a thousand times in preparation
for this moment. I have street viewed Edinburgh and I have even street viewed
inside the train station so you’d think I’d have a handle on it. Nope, we end
up taking the exit furthest from our apartment. Great, and to add to the
problem it has now started to rain. I’m cursing at this point as we start the
walk with our 2 big bags, 1 medium bag, 2 back packs and a computer bag, to go
around the train station and over the main traffic bridge to the other side of
Edinburgh. This proves tough as we are getting soaked, our bags are getting
soaked, its freezing cold and Mia’s cheap arse umbrella we bought the other day
keeps flipping inside out. Then, just to add insult to injury, while I’m
battling the crowds leading us across the bridge Mia yells out from behind with
a frustrated voice “Dad, do you know where we are going are you just wandering
aimlessly?”. Needless to say that didn’t go down too well! As we turn into the
street we are staying on, which is the Royal Mile, the most touristy of all
streets in Edinburgh, a busker spots me cutting a path with Mia and Tyler about
30m behind and Kris about 30m behind them and yells out, “Don’t leave your kids
behind” I yell back “You can have ‘em mate” and I keep walking. We finally get
to our apartment entrance where the guy from the accommodation is waiting. He
shows us around and the apartment is amazing. We dump our stuff and head
straight out with our first port of call, the pub. We soon realise they are not
short of pubs around here but we also realise that kids are not permitted in
most pubs unless we are having a sit down meal. Even then we have to be gone by
6pm. This is a huge let down for us and we end up going back to the apartment
to shower and get ready to go out for dinner. Kris sees this restaurant
straight over the road from where we are staying so we go in there. In turns
out to be an American restaurant, everything is American, food, music, decor,
and beer. Great, our first night in Scotland and I’m drinking American beer.
Never mind, it ended up being ok. After dinner we take the 15 minute walk to
Sainsbury’s to stock up on groceries and then home to bed.
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ROFL. Mia is wiser than you think.
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