Glasgow seemed naught but a distant memory as our happy little motorcade chugged across the countryside last night. Edinburgh was next on the agenda, and with visions of neeps and tatties peddled on every corner and more dapper gents than we could wave a haggis at – hopes were high for our second stop in Scotland.
Our optimism was ill advised. Perhaps it was the pre-lunch Tuesday slot, but aside from a few sprightly pensioners and a handful of dog walkers, the (stunning) city centre was style-free for our morning in Edinburgh.
In the run up to lunchtime, however, things seemed on the up. A few well-turned-out chaps sought us out in moneyed surroundings of New Town, before we moved on for an afternoon of scouting in bustling Grassmarket and Bristo Square.
The result was by no means bad, but in honesty Edinburgh, we’d hoped for more. Next stop, Newcastle. We’ll be hitting Quayside this evening before taking in the sites of the city centre tomorrow. You know the drill, keep an eye on Twitter and Facebook for more.