Andy had an interview with a Nobel Peace Prize winner in the morning, so Heather and I went and saw some of the area with Mrs. Brownlee, including their church and a local park. When we got back, Andy took us for a tour of the farm! We got to meet and play with some
cows
and
cow babies
, and took a stroll through the
orchard
after letting the chickens out. Andy and I tried to play
football (soccer) in wellies (boots)
, too. It was excellent. He drove us back to
George Best Belfast City Airport, where we flew to
Edinburgh and met Irish Pete McIlwaine (but not without first having ourselves each a glass of Guinness... a bit heavy for me)! We met his flatmates and watched TV, this is when I was introduced to a ridiculous show called Green Wing. (Yes, Pete is Irish. But yes, we are in Scotland.)
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