"By the time the train pulled into Edinburgh, it was well past sunset. I left the train station and walked down the Royal Mile with my pack on my back en route to my hostel. As I stopped at an intersection to make sense of my map, a limousine pulled up next to me. The back window rolled down revealing an attractive blonde of about thirty wearing a black party dress and holding a thin champagne flute.

'I love your rucksack, darling," she called out in a posh English accent. 'Very rugged. Grrr " "

Halfway through his twenties and desperate for excitement in his life, Charles Sizemore...