Went to the Elephant House in Edinburgh where the author Harry Potter sat down here some years ago and sketched down the stories of the magical world.
Went to the Calton Hill at dinner time. Last time I was here, the place was deserted. It was windy and the rain was pouring down like crazy. The place & the whole city looked pretty ghostly then. But this time, it was sunny. In fact, too sunny that I waited an hour for the sunset that didn’t come (yup. Stockholm replay) ’til 10:30pm.