we're sitting in a coffee shop in edinburgh...

there's a woman on the couch who looks like she just missed the cut for one of the harry potter films; the BBC is predicting a landslide victory for mr. obama; our clothes are visibly (and smelling) dirty; terriers are everywhere and the sun is shining. 24 hours from now, we'll be in germany.

if i had a pound for each time that i've been asked if i own a gun, this trip would nearly be paid for.

18 days in, 0 starbucks consumed.

jared.