Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Tour's pet

The last week I started my holidays from work. I was saying I was on vacation, howeverI was informed by my coworkers that only Chevy Chase goes on vacation, everyone else is on holiday.

So with these holiday hours I've been taking Margaret out to explore Edinburgh. We took a wonderful walking tour, that was guided by a girl from Calgary. I'm not going to lie to you, it kind of chaps my ass when I'm given a guided tour of a city by someone not from taht city. I'd like things to be authentic, and how can that get accomplished by some ass hat wearing Calgary flames earings. Well let me tell you, Marg diod not let that stop her; she was BFF with the tour guide before you could say 'over-eager-tour-taker-with-too-many-questions'. She was hanging on to ever word, much to the tour guides delight I might add. She was not inhibbiting to anyone elses experince however, just keen on making that tour worth every penny...oh wait it was free. A gentelman, who I've since nicknamed Anothony Gigglebottoms (tony G for short), did encrouch on our tour, laughing bosterously whenvere possible- appropriate or not. This would have been okay, but Tony G was also wearing a large plaid golfing hat he had obviously picked up from a souvenier shops and "was going to make happen" back home. Tony G's hand also flew up at any possible questioning period and left us with odd comments about wars and whiskey... awkward Tony G, awkward.



After that lovely endevor Ali, Margy and I went down to Glasgow for a day and got on a bus tour. We got some great pics and learned quite a lot about the city, but most of all we learned about relgion thanks to St. Mugo. I was drawn to a stop on the tour called St. Mungo's cathedral; not because of its religious of historical importance, but becasue the name sounded extra funny, and could almost be rhymed with bung-hole. Well it turned out there was a museum of religion at St Mungo's cathedral and we jsut went on a learning spree. All religions were highlighted however it was this case that drew my attention the most: That would be a beard, from a persons face, then displayed here in this case, a human beard. Mind boggeling.


The next night we went to a quiz night. Basically everyone in the pub gets on a team, there are numerous questions answered, every team writed down their answer and teh team with the most answers right wins a 50 pound bar tab or soemthing along those lines (however when I explain this to Allie she thoguht I said 50 pound ham, and was disapointed when she foujnd out it was liquor, not pork). Anways me Allie, and Britt took my mom to one and we had a pretty good showing, however we did not win and there was no free alcohol, or pork products, for us that night.

2 comments:

Pellatt said...

My favourite was when Tony G busted a gut laughing at the "mortsafe" and suggested that the reason for the scratch marks on the inside of old coffins was because "there was a cat inside."

Heather said...

writed... nice try.