stairs and hills

They're everywhere. It was early in our trip, in Naples, as we climbed up the sizable hill (at least the height of a 4 story building) to our hostel, that Michelle turned to me and said "I think that all we do on this trip is climb stairs and hills!"

Sure enough, this theme has followed us throughout our journey and whenever we find ourselves on an endless spiral staircase or a ridiculous hill, we just look at each other, roll our eyes and say "stairs and hills."

I tell you this now because Edinburgh is a new level of crazy as far as stairs and hills go. Who builds a city on such narrow hills? Honestly. I mean, it's ridiculously beautiful, but my legs will be glad when this part is over.

Yesterday we took another hop-on-hop-off bus tour, which was quite enjoyable. We also wandered up to Edinburgh Castle and looked around (without dropping the mad cash necessary to get inside) and explored both Old and New Town a little bit, and did some shopping.

Last night we went to a pub called the Drop Kick Murphy, which was satifactorily Celtic and we enjoyed ourselves.

Tonight we're takin the bus to Stirling, to see the Willy Wallace Monument!