A Train Ride To Remember

I am looking at Becca as she is lying on the floor; just as the horror sets over my body, I hear her grunt and curse underneath her breath.

"Becca?"

"Josh, help me; I dropped my phone under the bed."

"God, Becca, I thought you fell off the bed."

"What that not be hilarious, now please help me and stop staring at me like that."

I only but chuckle at her; the damn woman nearly gave me a heart attack. After teasing me for nearly an hour over my silliness, we finally fall asleep in each other's arms.

The next day we visit the Georgian House Museum; I have never seen anything so boring in my life before. It is a collection of furniture from the 19th century. It is porcelain silver, and do not forget the chandeliers. It was nothing that truly excited me at all.

The day after the boring museum, we had a picnic on the Meadows, yes, an actual picnic; it is possibly one of the nicest things I have done so far in Edinburgh. It is the perfect day