Drivers in Edinburgh didn’t like us. Neither did the meter maids. I don’t blame them though, as I pretty much was glued to the left-hand rumble strips/curbs. First time driving in right-hand traffic had me feeling like I was in driver’s ed again. A ₤30 parking ticket was unfortunately the only souvenir we returned with this time. *womp womp*
BUT- the approach had these bright yellow fields that we later found out were canola flowers. The city had great gothic architecture. And we got lucky to be there on the only non-sucky day that week. Go us. ₤30 parking ticket be damned.