Edinburgh - A Travel Story from Edinburgh

My final night dawned upon me as we made a start into our Chezch bitters at the apartment. After having way to many there, we moved around various clubs and pubs that had their nightly drink specials, carrying on as you would suspect, drunken fools.

We left our final club at I dunno about 0330hrs. I walked home with two mates, but on the way back we decided to stop by a convienance store for a few munchies.
As we stumbled in, I finally decided that a pack of crips would be efficient so i went and paid for them.
The real trouble began just as i was about to leave. As i had my hand on the door, I noticed another shelf of Crisps just at the exit. Shinning with light it drew me towards them. The shop attendant knew exactly what I was thinking and he started watching me like a hawk. It was all just a game now. I waited for him to serve his next customer.

Just as I pounced the shop attendant looked up and caught me red handed. It was too late, by this stage I had jumped out the store and was running full pelt down the street.
In almost an instant I heard the cop sirens and they started to move in on me and mow me down.

Any right minded person would of surrended right there. But I had just watched the movie "Midnight Express" earlier in the day, and there was one particular scene where the guy leads the Turkish Police on a frantic goose chase through the crowded Bazars that made me wanna do the same.
So I picked up my pace as the cops were on my arse, I took a quick left into an apartment block and was goin to try and loose them through there.
Looking back thank goodness the door was locked. I had no choice but to surrender.

I cant remember much inside the cop car, apart from conviently loosing my ID and the male cop continually saying stupid. "Your just so stupid", "This is soo stupid", "I cant believe how stupid you are", "Do you know how stupid you are".
"Yes officer i know im stupid, im really really stupid."
The female cop in the back was trying her best to hide her amusement in the whole matter, as the male in the front started freakin out and trying to radio however he could.

Just as it seemed I would never get out of there, I noticed my two mates walking back down the street. I started waving and yelling frantically. After they finished pissing themselves with laughter, they came over to the cops and made a comprimise.
They agreed to go back and pay the grand sum of 40pence complete with a receipt for the crisps I had taken.

As I left the cop car we all started yelling with laughter again, ringing down my ears all I could hear was that bloody male cop saying "This isnt funny, its serious" he probably threw the word stupid in there as well

Walking back home my mate said, "you would of got away if it werent for the fact you started waving the crisps at the shop attendants face as you left."

Back home the word had reached the other boys of my mission, and they hailed me with a heroes gretting. One religious Irish guy even felt obliged to bless me with his mineral water and Knight me with the new name of "Crisp"

It was a shame to leave that place, but then again perhaps it was a blessing in disguise.

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