Reading this week: The Zambezi by Malyn Newitt One of the most charming aspects of the place we were staying in Edinburgh is that one of the other apartments had a cat that just liked chilling right outside the door. Like, all the different doors to the various apartments led into a central stairwell. This door had a catflap, and sometimes there was a cat just chillin’ right on the doormat. The cat didn’t seem to go anywhere besides the doormat, and there weren’t any windows to the outside or anything, so this cat obviously just liked watching the passers-by in the stairwell. Oh, to be a cat. A cat that knows that they’re about. The big plan for this day was to climb up Arthur’s Seat. I was fairly excited for this. I had been to Edinburgh several times and Arthur’s Seat is right there and by all accounts is not too hard of a climb so it feels like I should have climbed it already. It was exciting to cross it off the bucket list. First we had to get there which involved a bus ride, a…
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