Yesterday the ladies of the mad posse ventured out on a daytrip out of the city, into the wilds of Scotland's east coast and into the heart of seaside North Berwick. There we indulged in all the pleasures that a seaside town can offer: queues for the grotty public toilets, a pub lunch, a treat of ice cream, and a walk down to the beach in true Scottish pissing-it-down weather, accompanied by a soundtrack of creepy calliope music which floated out from the nearby arcade. Altogether it was a fine day out.
daytripping
daytripping
daytripping
Yesterday the ladies of the mad posse ventured out on a daytrip out of the city, into the wilds of Scotland's east coast and into the heart of seaside North Berwick. There we indulged in all the pleasures that a seaside town can offer: queues for the grotty public toilets, a pub lunch, a treat of ice cream, and a walk down to the beach in true Scottish pissing-it-down weather, accompanied by a soundtrack of creepy calliope music which floated out from the nearby arcade. Altogether it was a fine day out.