More non-Adventures

On the way back from the hospital today, to have my ankle checked, I'm pretty sure that the guy in the seat in front of me on the bus peed himself. Yeah, it was definitely gross. The bus smelled like nasty clinical nursing home, I couldn't wait to get off it.
Apparently, my ankle is on the mend, the doctor said that it's healing nicely and I should only be on crutches for a couple days more. The doc also advised that i stay away from 'the football' for a couple more weeks. Bummer.
I took a different way to the hospital, to see a part of Edinburgh I hadn't seen before. It definitely seemed ghetto. I was listening to my thug music because it seemed like it fit the neighborhood.
Saturday morning, I woke up and I really wanted to go on an adventure. Too bad I had those crutches, but at the same time, it saved me from spending more money. Which I will need if I am to go anywhere else - or buy a kilt. I'm seriously contemplating it. I want to get the sghian dubh (the knife that goes in the sock, pronounced ski-an-doo) as well, but the whole thing is expensive! It's about £375 for a decent kilt package, which is a ton of money, but at the same time, it should last me for the rest of my life. Needless to say, it'd be the most expensive pair of clothing I own.
I will go on another trip to the highlands probably not this coming weekend, but the next. I'm getting antsy in Edinburgh, enclosed by high buildings all the time. I need some fresh air.
So as you can tell, this week was normal. Nothing spectacular happened, and the crutches are getting in the way of my fun.