This Saturday I went to Leith to finally fulfill my promise: drink my first Guinness while wearing the weird, orange earring I got as a gift earlier this summer.

My sunshine and I got on a bus which 30 min later dropped us off in Leith, a surprisingly short trip with a lot of beautiful buildings to capture with my camera on the way. We still look like tourists whenever we go outside, looking more up pointing at all the buildings than checking if we walk on red lights. It’s a miracle that we haven’t been hit by a car yet.

Have to say, the Guinness tastes just as bad as every other beer I’ve ever tasted. I survived long enough to get a picture taken before I gave the beer away to my sunshine while enjoying some red wine myself. All in all a great day.