Ummm, where’s my bag?

Other appropriate titles for this could be ‘How much was that pint?’ or ‘My cheeks hurt!’, or a million other options referencing Marilyn Monroe, Elvis, or something about awesome silver flares…

My oldest friend Liz is getting married later this month! They’re jetting off to Vegas to do it, so unfortunately I can’t be there (*sad face*). But we decided to send her off with style by heading up to Edinburgh for her ‘hen’ do (in an apparently controversial twist, boys were allowed). Of course, no trip goes without a hitch, and I decided to provide this straight away by forgetting to pick my bag up when we got off the train in Edinburgh. Gladly, the train’s final destination was Glasgow, so it was only a 3(!) hour round trip to go rescue it…

Having missed the first night, due to an 'accidently drinking a bottle of wine on an empty stomach’ mishap, I don’t know first-hand, but I am assured that an awesome night was had by the others. I provided a little entertainment by falling over (my knee is still pretty sore and scabby 10 days later, which is a little worrying!) in pretty spectacular fashion…

Saturday found us being joined by Liz’s family, and sloping round Edinburgh having a nice lunch and indulging in some absolutely hilarious shopping for outfits for the Vegas themed evening… Cue Elvis, Marilyn, 70s flares and ‘untrue’ eyelashes. The effort put into the costumes was awesome, the comments on the street were plentiful, the shapes pulled were pretty spectacular, and the photo taking was immense! So many random people have photos of the guys in their costumes on their cameras. So much dancing fun…

… followed by supreme hangover day. Bahahaha.

Hat-tip to Liz and Stephen for their Vegas wedding, a huge thanks to everyone for allowing me and Louise to boss them around and making it great! Bring on the post-wedding party!

Five days in "La Ville-Lumière"

I never knew they called Paris that… but now I can definitely see why.

As those of you who have seen my facebook photos (or heard me going on about it) will have noticed, I went to Paris with Euan last week! The only time I’ve been before is with the school when I was about ten and I have no real memories of it except the dodgy people in the park we were told to avoid, being terrified by the Eiffel Tower lifts, and eating some completely disgusting food (I was a picky eater then).

A little luck in finding an awesomely cheap and well-placed apartment right on the gorgeous Ile Saint-Louis (next to Notre Dame), some recommendations from friends, and good company meant for a great (and much needed) trip :) It meant I could catch up with Allie too, after she moved there at the end of last year. Hooray! I also shook off the dust my neglected camera had been gathering (tsk tsk) and have gotten the bug again (click here, for a selection - or see my facebook).

If you ever find yourself in Paris, do (amongst many other things):
• go to the Louvre and lose yourself in the statue galleries (perhaps not as literally as we did, it took a while to find our way back out again).
• take a walk in the Jardin de Tuileries outside the Louvre and down by the Seine (packed and probably better in summer, but still nice).
• go to Stolly's bar off Rue de Rivoli near Saint-Paul.
• give the epic queues at the Eiffel Tower a miss, and head to the Tour Montparnasse for no queues, and an awesome view over the city and of the Eiffel Tower.
• take a night-time cruise on the Seine.
• sack off taking the metro and walk instead, there’s so much beauty in those winding streets.

It was difficult to come back...