Enchanting Edinburgh
Robert Louis Stevenson wrote: "The happiest lot on earth is to be born a Scotsman. You must pay for it in many ways as for all other advantages on the earth...But somehow life is warmer and closer; the hearth burns more redly; the lights of home shine softer on a rainy street; the very names, endeared in music, cling nearer round the heart."- The Silverado Squatters 1883
Now that I've been to this enchanting place myself, I see exactly what he means. Geordan and I had already fallen in love with wild Scotland: Arran, Loch Lomond, and the Trossachs- now I've fallen in love with its proudest city.
This is a view of the castle from the 'new city.'










In the military museum, a bit of paraphernalia that hit close to home: A soldier's New Testament alongside his gas mask. Seems like it would be fairly difficult to read it with the gas mask on!
Hollyrood Abbey outside of Hollyrood Palace, the official 'in-state' residence of The Queen:
Biggest dork-tourists ever! Look at us with our headphones still on even though we were no longer listening.
The dramatic 'hanging' on our "Ghosts and Ghouls: the 'not-so-nice' history of a beautiful city"
On the last day, the girlies had to leave at noon, so I had the whole rest of the day to explore by myself...
I started out walking through the park and ended up at the magical St. John's.
Of course, I found my way to the writer's museum. It holds all kinds of paraphernalia which belonged to Robert Burns, Sir Walter Scott, and (my personal childhood favorite) Robert Louis Stevenson. The exhibits reminded me of some marvelous reading from my childhood- the place is set up in a very cozy way, and there is a 'reading room' on the top floor in which I spent a pretty hour.
I particularly found the graveyard and gardens surrounding the church so peaceful. It also offers fantastic views of the city- but of course my camera battery died just as I had set up the 'money' shot!
I have to say it was a lovely trip and I SO MUCH enjoyed a girlie mini-break with Iust and Sara. Please come back and see us- we miss you already!
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