Today was Burn's day, a holiday in celebration of the Scottish poet, Robert Burns. It's tradition to read his poetry and eat the national dish, haggis. I didn't have any haggis today though-- for shame. The museum was packed because of it, so I didn't stay long. I bought some postcards for everyone back home, and took myself grocery shopping. I made myself a proper lunch and just relaxed for the rest of the afternoon.
In the evening, I joined Joe, Shonagh, Sarah, Kirtsen, and Anna at a gorrrrgeous italian restaurant on George Street called Gusto. I ordered the most delicious pasta with salmon and lots of cocktails! Afterward, we went to my favorite pub, The Tron. I don't think I've ever laughed so much. I love it here. I don't think I'm ever going to want to leave.