An adventure in Stirling

For those of you who were wondering, the pancakes are not as good.

Thursday, Amber and I went to the beach. We took a bus for about 15 minutes and ended up at Portobello Beach. It wasn't what you are all likely picturing. The waves were nearly non-existent and the beach itself was pretty dirty. But nonetheless its still the beach, and still gives you that same euphoric feeling. We have since been informed that there are much nicer beaches, and hopefully we will get to visit them when it gets a bit warmer here.

Friday, Amber and I went to Stirling. We went to see the William Wallace (Braveheart) monument and Stirling Castle. We barely made it to the bus station in time to catch our bus, and then promptly fell asleep before we even made it out of Edinburgh (it was 8:30 in the morning and we went out the night before) Once we got to Stirling we chose to take a bus out to the monument because it is a bit of a way out of the city. Their bus fares are based on where you are going, no on a flat fare. We then missed our bus stop and ended up a bit lost. Luckily the monument sits up on top of a hill so we used it as a beacon to figure out where to go. After walking for about 30 minutes we made it to the base of the monument. We knew there was a shuttle to the top, but what we didn't realize was that it was free, so we walked, a very steep, muddy, winding path. The real reason we went to the monument, and all of Stirling for that matter was to see the statue of William Wallace, that appeared to be Mel Gibson. What everyone failed to tell us is that this statue was removed nearly a year ago. To say the least Stirling was an adventure. It was frustrating and slightly disappointing. But had everything gone perfectly, the story would be far less amusing.