Megabus...yeah!

Having had Bricklane curry the night before which ended up being thrown up for the next few hours (sorry, probably unnecessary details) and getting up at 6.30am for the bus to Edinburgh, Tuck and I were not in the best of moods.  I guess that is what you get for traipsing along Bricklane trying to get the best deal. “Hmmm...but the other guy said rice AND naan bread and he also offered us two free bottles of wine...” All lies, but we still pulled it off, and I guess I paid for it later.  

We did a final clean up in the morning, loaded all our belongings on our backs and made our way to the tube.  The tube with packs in peak hour can really lift your spirits though.

Arriving at Victoria coach station we grabbed some snacks and boarded the megabus, choosing front seats this time for leg room and nausea purposes.

We spent the nine hour trip watching Zoolander (an old favourite which Tucky once made me watch 3 times in a row), quoting Zoolander, trying not to smell the baby’s nappy behind us or the bus driver in front of us.  I did sleep a bit (which I was subtly chastised for later on) while Tuck painstakingly went through her ipod looking for ‘Jitterbug’ by Wham!, theme song for Zoolander. 

At 6.30pm we rolled into Edinburgh’s bus station and thanks to my Google Map research earlier, found our hostel (hint: don’t trust Google Maps).

Edinburgh

It was a big hostel with a large kitchen and reception and we were put into a 16 bed dorm room.  We were a little knackered from the long trip so we went out for a little bit of Italian and then I had the great fun of teaching Tucky how to use hostel showers. 

She was a little bit overwhelmed. “But where do I get changed?” “But where should I put my towel?” “What do I do when I finish and have to get out naked to get my towel?” ”How do I turn it on?”... “Are you sick of me asking all these questions?”  I explained that it was generally just like your normal bathroom except bigger...but there are other people around...and nakedness and wet clothes are sometimes unavoidable...and you should probably wear your thongs. How novel.