Return to Edinburgh - And a Burger King

Date: 9/28/2019

Me and my family were back in Edinburgh for the third time, having been twice before. I was on the Royal Mile filming a close up of the castle and talking about how on the holiday we had this year (in real life) we left the Tattoo before it finished because the weather was torrential. It was raining as I was filming now too, although it cleared when I stopped the recording. My Mum brought up some sort of programme for the Tattoo we were at on her device. Apparently we had missed some sort of dog agility performance like what my Mum had seen at the first Tattoo she saw live years before. We were wandering up towards the castle when my Mum suddenly said we had two choices: we either visited Burger King for lunch and McDonald's for tea, or we have McDonald's twice. My Dad and brother said they'd happily just make do with biscuits for lunch as they didn't fancy having the same meal twice, but I strongly disagreed and insisted we had lunch at Burger King then tea later at McDonald's. We visited this Burger King, which was kind of your standard size for a fast food restaurant. One floor and not enough seats. My Dad, Mum and brother all decided to just have a dessert rather than a meal, but I opted for the usual Chicken Nuggets and fries. I found a free table with four seats at the back of the restaurant, and began to sit down - but a cleaning lady approached me and told me it was reserved. So I found another table near the window. My brother came over and said I couldn't sit there either because it had been reserved also. I saw a folded piece of paper stood on the table with the words 'Reserved' typed onto it. I thought 'This is stupid. Who reserves tables in a fast food restaurant?', grabbed the paper and chucked it across the floor. The rest of my family came over with the order and directed me to another table, one that didn't have any folded paper on it. They didn't appear to have my meal on the tray, just what looked like milkshakes (I don't know why because none of my family drink milkshakes in real life). My Dad laughed and said they'd tricked me, they had got my meal - they just wanted to make me think I was only having a dessert also. He put the tray down on the table to reveal he'd been hiding a second tray underneath. This second tray featured my Chicken Nuggets and fries.