OK, serious blog. I know, I know, I'm sorry. But it has to be done from time to time.
Edinburgh. My home city.
This is where I live, work, and drink.
Let me tell you a little about it.
There is an old town and a new town. Both are extraordinarily old. In 300 AD (more or less) an ancient Pict king named Mynydogg stood on the hill of Din-Eityn (Castle Rock) and charged with 300 men against an army of several thousand. He won. Technically. You see, only one man stood after the battle.
That is the start of Edinburgh's history.
The next few thousand years involves bloodshed and copious amounts of alcohol. As do Saturday nights in the modern day.
Since then, Edinburgh has had a huge effect on world affairs. Penicillin, capitalism, modern medicinal practices, macintosh raincoats, the double barrel shotgun and the television were all invented hre. Not to mention the writings of Robert Louis Stevenson, Arthur Conan Doyle and Sir Walter Scott.
In fact, my school was the inspiration for Hogwarts! Isn't that amazing (shithole).
Edinburgh has been described by several travel publications as one of the most talked about cities in Europe, and the fastest growing city in Britain (as if it needs to grow any more. 500,000 is enough people for me.)
ANyway, I work as a hotel concierge in a four star hotel here. It is a deceptively appealing job. Minimum Wage. But not bad.
Moral of the story: If you ever see any strange stories appearing on this blog site, put it down to drink, boredom, or the inspiration of my hometown.
