To Edinburgh!

April 28

Sundays seem to be the best day to fly to Edinburgh. My plane to Stockholm Arlanda Airport left at 7.00 am. The plane wasn't full, boarding was completed at 6.40 so we left early and arrived 25 minutes early. This also meant that I had plenty of time, almost 2,5 hours before my second flight. And when I found out that my ticket was valid for entrance to the SAS Lounge I couldn't be happier. I wasn't hungry, just had a banana and a glass of coke, but it's a nice place for a rest. 

45 minutes later I started walking towards my gate when all of a sudden my new boots got stuck to each other somehow and I fell headlong on the hard floor. Being indoors I hadn't laced my boots properly and thought one of the shoe laces got stuck to the other boot. For a minute I didn't move, I just tried to feel if I was ok. My right knee hurt and also my nose! Did I break my nose, did it bleed? No, it was fine, it just hurt a lot. My pantlegs were too tight to pull up so I couldn't look at my knee, but it seemed ok. It is painful to touch, though.

There was now a small crowd of people standing around me, all trying to help. Two men helped me get up and staff asked me if I needed help to get to my gate. I said Thank you, but no, I would be fine. I started limping towards the gate and actually made it in time, after tying my boot laces properly! Even so, my boots got stuck once more, not as bad, though, I didn't fall this time.

Scotland!

On the plane to Edinburgh my knee still hurt and my back started getting painful as well. Only the nose felt a little better. I wonder if I'll have a black and blue nose tomorrow?

After I picked up my food bag I put all my bags on a luggage cart and started walking. And tripped again! Thanks to holding on to the cart I could look down and see what happened this time. It wasn't my shoe laces at all, it was the weird pull-on strap that got caught on the hook of the other boot. I don't use them anyway. It feels like Altra tried to design something different, but they're useless in my opinion. And dangerous. 

The pull straps are gone now, I cut them off.

I took the tram from the airport to the youth hostel. After checking in I locked all my stuff up in a locker and went for a walk, partly because I needed to get a gas canister, but also because I wanted to know if I was ok.

Tiso. Four floors of happiness.

So I started with going to Tiso, where I found gas on the third floor. Going both upstairs and downstairs seems ok. Passing all the lovely Buffs started wondering if I had packed one? I could remember seeing how dirty the one I had intended to take was and putting it in the laundry, but did I pack another one? I didn't think so, so I bought a nice merino one (I later found that I had forgotten to pack one, so all's well. Except for my knee and back). When I returned to the hostel I had walked 6 km. Very slowly, but still promising. I did however decide to stay here another night. Tomorrow I can rest as much as I want to and just take the bus 20 km farther the following day.

Edinburgh castle.