This is my last day in Scotland and so I couldn’t really leave without trying haggis. The breakfast buffet featured a huge chaffing dish of the stuff that smelled…odd?… everytime I opened the lid and looked…not good. I took the tiniest little bit of it.

How to describe it? It wasn’t awful. It had the texture and taste of a chewed Slim Jim. I hope no Scots read this as it is their national dish. I didn’t go back for seconds but I am glad I tried it.
I hop on a train to Buxton, England today around 2pm. The morning was dedicated to a vintage toy show about 7 miles outside of Edinburgh.

Again, for anyone who doesn’t know, I’ve been collecting and restoring vintage Kenner Star Wars toys for a year so I was really excited to attend this little toy show and hopefully find some treasures. The distributor of Star Wars stuff in the UK was Palitoy so I was hoping to find a Palitoy version of anything that would be affordable and easily packed in my suitcase. I found a classic 1970’s Palitoy X Wing which was certainly affordable but I have no idea how I’m going to pack it. I also picked up three mini-rigs (obscure little Kenner Star Wars toys that back in the 70’s and 80’s were a more affordable option that the bigger ships) and a Die Cast Star Wars Cloud Car from 1980, all at very reasonable prices. I found another Might Max item as well.



Finally I wanted something very British so I picked up this little Corgi Jaguar car for super cheap.

The faire was fun and I got to give one of the little pins I had made as a gift. The guys I talked to were kind and the accents were thick. A great experience!


The show was small enough that I was back to the hotel by 11am despite walking around the tables a few times to see if I missed anything.
Jet lag is still waking me up early so I was grateful for the late checkout that allowed for an hour long nap before heading to the Train Station.
As the train pulled out of the station I couldn’t help feeling a little underwhelmed by Edinburgh. It wasn’t a bad experience but I just wasn’t taken by it like I am by other cities in Europe. It felt crowded and touristy and not particularly charming. I am really glad I visited but I don’t feel like I need to come back.
I got into Buxton around 7pm and headed to my hotel, The Palace Hotel, which was just a 5 minute walk from the train station.

Why Buxton? There’s another little toy faire here in the morning and it’s close to Manchester where tomorrow I will catch my plane to Venice.
Did I mention and really excited to spend some time in Venice?
Thanks for following along!
Since you bought that little Corgi Jag, does that mean you intend to teach Lainie to drive?
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BTW, “Liking” my own question was an error on my part, not an act of hubris (though hubris is definitely in my Play Book).
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