What else is there better to do on a Thursday night in Edinburgh than to hire someone to lead us random strangers from one bar to another for shots, cocktails, and beer pints?
My very first ever pub crawl happened last night and it turned out to be fun, if not a gentle reminder that I’m too lazy and old to be doing such things. After several half-pints and different kinds of shots I didn’t really get drunk, just minutely tipsy, and after six different bars made it home at the ungodly hour of around 130am. There was no hangover this morning so it wasn’t regrettable at all. Meeting people from different parts of the world is actually fun with a slight buzz.