Mya Burns

Day 12: Time to Spare

Today was a day I was both dreading and looking forward to. Unfortunately, it was the last day of the trip. But we also had the whole day to ourselves until dinner. I decided to take the day to be on my own. I’m a relatively introverted person and sometimes I need to have time to myself to recharge my emotional batteries. I started the day with a humongous breakfast at a place called Brunch and Supper. It included two eggs, toast, bread, avocado, mushrooms, veggie haggis, veggie sausage, and some other things I can’t quite remember because there was so much food. I also had a delicious caramel iced latte. It was also right across the street from the Elephant House, the cafe where J.K. Rowling wrote the Harry Potter books.

After my delicious breakfast, I wandered around for a little while and did some souvenir shopping for my family. My spending was unexpectedly cut short when I couldn’t find an ATM that would allow me to withdraw money using my credit card, but I made do. After a long day of being alone and loving every second of it, I met back up with the group in the hotel lobby to head over to our last group dinner. The restaurant we went to, Howie’s, was right down the street and everything was absolutely delicious. My favorite part was my dessert– sticky toffee pudding.

Dinner was followed by a ghost tour. I definitely didn’t have high hopes for this ghost tour. I’m not easily spooked when it comes to story-telling. However this tour surprised me. Our tour guide was amazing and her story-telling abilities were absolutely amazing. Her accounts of the horrific things that happened in Edinburgh actually made my stomach churn but in the best way possible. I wish that it would have been longer but I might have passed out, especially when we were in the tunnels. I would recommend those ghost tours to anyone that wants to get absolutely spooked.

As our last full day came to an end, I started getting sad for this trip to end. The whole trip I was too busy to think about it, but as the night came I finally had the time to reflect on how much this trip impacted me and how sad I was for it to end. I went to sleep trying to cherish one last night in a bed that wasn’t my own.