Me, Ian and Alex decided to go on a trip to the coast today. Utilising alex’s l33t bus route skillz we hopped on and off buses with the skill of a bus-riding grasshopper. We got off the bus at Portabello, a coastal town just east of the whole Edinburgh sprawl. We headed for the promedenade and found the usual mess of gaudy amusement arcades and decrepid, ramshackle buildings. It even had a ‘Fun Fair’ that had ‘F*cking Shit’ spray-painted onto its sign, oh we laughed.
Anyway, we walked practically all the way along the promenade, in the fantastically sunny weather. We stopped to photograph all the nifty urban decay we found around the place, a disused outdoor swimming pool proved to have lots of nice angles. We spent quite a while here, taking lots of photos. Alex even whipped out his SLR.
Hunger was setting in by now, so we hopped on another bus to get down to Musselbrough hopefully for some fish and chips. After mincing about trying to find the high street we found an alright hotel/pub and had a reasonable lunch. Steak pie and beer, mmmmmm. We staggered out of the pub and immediately spotted an ice cream shop across the road, it was the famous Luca’s of Musselbrough. After queueing (queueing!) under the very flashy canopy/shop front we entered a cavern of ice cream goodness. We came out into the sunlight grinning like children and licking the already melting ice cream. After digesting all of this we were feeling very full, so we got on the next bus home.
We got off the bus on Princes street and found ourselves in the middle os a mass of mounted police, cycle cops and ordinary police. The anti-war march was plodding down the street and heading for the police station 🙂 We took a few pictures, alex headed home and me and Ian went home via Cockburn Street. In Fopp I finally bough As Heard on Radio Soulwax. We then visited tef at work and thus the story ends.