Our final day in Edinburgh saw us awake to a bitterly cold morning. The kind of cold which calls huddled masses to the side of radiators and begs you to slip on your thermals before you dare do anything else. Tea and toast warming our insides and donned in every shred of winter clothing we carried, to the point that nought but our faces were left uncovered, we stepped out for another day of adventure.
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