Thursday, August 08, 2013
First off, I wanted to thank Josh Bingham for the shout-out today on our Part Time Authors blog. You should read it. It was very kind, and super funny. Thanks, Josh. I'm always kind of writing with you in mind anyway. Thanks for hanging on since '06! FNL for the win!
We caught the next train just fine, and shared a car with a little family next to us. They had a daughter, about 6, named Margaret and a son, about 3, named Owen. Margaret was playing "snaps" with Owen, but she kept changing the rules so that Owen would lose. Her mom would call her out on it, and Margaret would just shrug and say "well that's just how you play snaps, isn't it?" She was a little Scottish tyrant but so, so cute. And since we have a Margaret and an Owen in our family, it was fun to hear those names.
We took the train back to Edinburgh at 7:20, feeling calm and rested. It was a beautiful afternoon. The fields outside the window were gold with patches of purple thistle and Russian sage. I love that stuff.
Josh and I capped the evening by seeing Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang back at the festival. I had no prior knowledge of the show, besides the fact that it's about two monks who come back to life and tell stories of the end of their monastery in the 1500's. It was actually really hysterical. The two actors played several roles, including a swishy lady named "Miss Alice" that Josh and I are still laughing about. I realized it was the last show, beyond the final performance of Martyr's Crossing, that I would see on this trip. I've seen so much and my batteries are recharged. Excited to go home now and do my own work again!