Grab a coffee from The Dayrooms Café when you’re feeling bougie.
(a.k.a. the only time you should judge a person by their cover.)
Spoiler alert: it is not the pub.
It was Day 3 and we still couldn’t get enough of tea, art, fish + chips, Harry Potter references and good ol’ Scottish drama.
Hiking Arthur’s Seat, checking out Holyrood Palace and going on a ghost tour all made for an excellent second day in Scotland.
What does it take to get a cup of coffee around here?
(or: the one where I’m sick. Not Papa Roach / Linkin Park / Korn “sick.” But maybe a little bit.)
Or something like that.