Cute Airbnb for 2 nights

I made it to my very centrally located, very pretty, very expensive Airbnb, owned by an American, DL, with backing from her family, without too much difficulty.  But 2 floors of winding stone steps were going to take me 20 minutes to lug up the suitcase and so DL carried it. She is a strapping young lass, whose first name is Dharma, I think she said ("hippie parents"). 

It was 2:30 so I went to two museums before 5pm closing time, the People's Museum 

and almost right across the street, the Museum of Edinburgh.  

Then I wandered around the cemetery of the church across the street from DL's and then got a reminder on my phone about a Spanish conversation group I saw on Facebook.  It was a half hour walk but I did find it, and stayed for an hour and a half, speaking English and Spanish to a friendly group of two men from Edinburgh,  one German man (who didn't speak any Spanish but was accompanying his Spanish friend), four young women from Spain and a young woman from France. It was a nice bar, Keller's, but they had no food and my stomach was growling so I went across the street and bought a cheap chicken sandwich from a convenience store that was mostly mayonnaise.  Ick! But my stout was good.