I'm not sure how much fun pub treasure hunts are. Had one with work last night and while it was decent enough each visit to a pub consisted of the following:
Fight your way through all the festival tourists to reach the pub
Once in said pub, wade through the festival tourists to try and reach the bar
Wait ages to get served
Once served, knock back your drink as fast as possible and then get strange look from barman/woman when you ask for a receipt
Leave pub
Repeat same process at next bar.
All that really seems to happen is that you remember why you hate Edinburgh in festival time (damn tourists) and you get drunk really quickly. Not sure that really qualifies as a great night out. Of course the cold I now seem to have developed isn't really helping.
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