I was in charge of the Edinburgh day which I immediately messed up and we almost missed the castle tour. We didn’t but I still burst into tears. This was a bit of a stressful trip honestly, the passive aggression was getting to me, I was so tired. Anyway, it was a good day. The next day we went to Stirling Castle and I fell asleep in the grass for most of the time we were there because, again, I simply could not hang, too many castles, too many sisters. How is it that these people are so amazing and normal separately and yet when they all get together it is phycological warfare? We ended the day in Glasgow and it rained the whole time.