Novel concept for an airport restaurant. You just sit and eat in front of a conveyor belt bringing you an infinite supply of colored dishes containing sushi et al.
The avocado sushi was fine, and the veg yakisoba was ok, but nothing to write home about.
Followed by the mad dash to our prop plane. Apparently "Departing Time" and "Boarding Time" are two different things. Who knew? :}
So long Scotland; we hardly knew ye.
The shores of Ireland, at last! (Well, after about an hour flight, actually.)
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