Published on January 12th, 2016 | by Flipside0
Edinburgh Normal Again
After the giddying highs and riotous festival of anticipation that is December in Edinburgh, the city has – with a shrug, a whimper and a New Year’s Day hangover – gone back to normal. Gone is the Christmas market, Christmas trees and decorations, the ferris wheel, the mulled alcoholic beverages and the skating rinks, the sickeningly gaudy eyesore that was the Virgin Money Street of Lights, the stress and ultimate orgasmic release of exam season, the packet-out pubs and magic of Christmas in Auld Reekie, the fireworks and Hogmanay street festival and, crucially, the hoards of fucking tourists who have no idea what constitutes an appropriate pace to walk, or whether or not something is actually worth photographing. It’s all gone. All of it. Except us, the trams, statues of men on horses and the Hive.
The cosy warmth of Christmas has been replaced by the icy, brutal self-loathing of January. Many people are doing ‘dry January’, so the month is extra shit for them. There is absolutely nothing to look forward to and it is still a full six months before Edinburgh again prostitutes itself for the Fringe festival
Seats are available in the Library. Deadlines are a faraway daydream. People are back in rented flats with mice infestations, and as you read this it is probably raining outside (or at least very windy).
Everything has gone back to normal.