Sequel to the Tea Crawl: Edinburgh Pub Crawl

By the time our tour bus and walk got us back from the Royal Brittanica to the Edinburgh Castle, the tours were over and the door was closed. We toured ourselves around the outside for the vistas and took ourselves to "Amber, The Whisky Experience." It looked like a Disney theme park of whisky so we did NOT buy admission but consoled ourselves in their gift shop and tasting room. One of Judd's favorite gifts he bought himself is a tea towel with an identification grid to tell how smoky vs delicate or light vs rich your single malt is. I tried the Bunnahaban (rich and delicate) my new personal best for taste Judd tried the Glenfarclas, my new personal favorite for saying it out loud.

The Whisky Experience

We zigzagged across the cobblestone and had our next drink at Brodie's Tavern. I recognized that it was the exact same menu as last night at the Mitre. The hostess pretty much dismissed us. When I asked if we could have a table for dinner she gruffly said, "Not right now," with no hint as to when we might. We went directly downstairs to the pub. We were pacing our whisky tour so had a beer and a gin and general. By accident we ate at Angles with Bagpipes which was somewhere actually recommended to us by one guide book as "a truly intimate dining experience across from St. Giles Cathedral." I had an Earl Grey Fizz and pollack; Judd had Dumbarton Scotch and pork bellies.

When we departed, about 7pm, we couldn't believe it was still SUNDAY. We started our walk back, pretty savvy about where we were and where we were going. Just 30 hours earlier we were lost on one-way streets trying to find parking and our hotel. Very near our hotel we passed Brew Dog. Well we DIDn't pass it, we went in. We wanted a Brew Dog Crew T-shirt but the waiter said they weren't for sale but we could try eBay. We asked how the password to their wifi got to be cocoapsycho and they said it's the name of one of their beers. Judd tried a Long White Cloud and my notes say I tried a Tactical Nuclear Penguin. The chalk board wall, with a drawing of the minions, stated Paradox Islay- 13.8%, the highest octane draft there.
I noted that shiny, shaved bald heads are very in vogue in Scotland this season, almost orc-like, right from our rental car man yesterday to two of the three amigos chortling at the Brew Dog bar. We walked right next door through the Three Sisters to our STAY room.