I am going to post of our trip to Edinburgh and then I will have to post of a few things going on around here before I post about
Inverness and St. Andrews.
Our newest granddaughter (and her family) are coming to visit us this afternoon and staying for a couple of days so I will want to share pictures of her.
Getting back to the trip......... We left the southern coast of England and took a train to London. From there we connected to
Euston station and caught a delightful train to Edinburgh. Their trains are nothing less than fabulous and, unlike our Am*
trak trains in the U.S., generally run on time. We sat back with our tea and biscuits while we enjoyed the trip through the countryside and small villages as we headed North. Passing through
Lockerbie, Scotland, I couldn't help but think of the impact that the plane falling from the sky in a rather small town must have had on the residents.
We arrived later in the afternoon and made our way to our hotel on High Street and in the area known as the Royal Mile. The streets are cobblestone and the town is charming. With several universities within the town itself we found that the streets were filled with young folks out and about enjoying themselves for it was a school holiday weekend.
The castle was lit and the night air was refreshing as we walked about.
We were told that this was the "shortcut" to High Street. I thought the first flight (that is visible) was the end, but, no, there was yet another flight that is invisible. I must admit to being a little winded when we got to the top and the theme of
Roc*
ky was playing in my head.
This is the John Knox house which was located across and down a few buildings from our hotel.
A view of High Street which is the main street with
Holyrood Palace on one end of the street and the Edinburgh Castle on the opposite end.
I wonder what one would find in here.
Hmmmmm.
Out of order photo which is within the castle grounds.
A great view of the city of Edinburgh.
The colors of the trees was just spectacular although the camera did not pick it up. The days were very cloudy with threatening rain each day.
The city is very hilly so one gets wonderful exercise when you go out and walk.
This is from the castle grounds and is a view looking down on Edinburgh. We found that Edinburgh was in a transition of trying to be very modern and yet being burdened with so much history. The newer buildings are very modern in design and almost look like they simply do not belong.
The Edinburgh Castle. It was a very cold and windy day when we visited it. I had always thought that the coldest I had ever been was the first trip we made to Edinburgh - also at the castle. I am not sure that this one did not compare to that visit quite evenly. It was nice to grab a currant scone and hot tea in the tea room within the castle grounds.
Forever will the pets lie in rest at the pet cemetery - a true tribute to their love of their animals.
This is Mons Meg, a cannon capable of firing
gunstones two miles. Built in 1449, it is believed to have been a gift to James II. It saw action only once against the English at
Norham Castle. It was also fired in 1558 to celebrate the marriage of Mary Queen of Scots to the French Dauphin.
This cannon is fired daily at 1 p.m. and is heard throughout the town. It has been fired each day at this time since the 1800s and is a delight to all visitors and
townsfolks.
What was once the largest public open space in Edinburgh is now know as the Grassmaket. It was here where the public executions took place and people came to participate in the events. The area is now marked with a floral arrangement.
This is the whole area and one can only imagine what it must have looked like when it was filled with spectators.
An appropriate pub for the
Grassmarket area -
The Last Drop - and painted in red.
Another one located within the
Grassmarket was Maggie Dick*sons Pub. Maggie was a gal who was sentenced to hang for concealing a pregnancy. She was sentenced and the hanging carried out. Her body was placed in the coffin and sent home with her family for burial. Upon arriving at home, the family heard noises coming from the coffin. Upon opening it they found Maggie quite alive. Nothing more could be done to her since she had already been charged, convicted and the sentence carried out. Maggie went on to live into her 60s.
The contrast of the new and the old trying to each find their space within the city.
The area know as "the hub" on High Street.
The White Hart in is another very old pub. In 1128, the
Scottish King, David I, against the advice of his priest set out on a hunting trip on the Feast Day of the Holy Rood. He came upon a huge white stag that immediately turned on him. David began to frantically pray to God and, as the story goes, a fiery cross appeared between the antlers of the stag before it vanished. He immediately built a shrine at the spot which was became the
Holyrood Abby. The pub got its name from the story and the White Hart Inn which was built on the site in 1516. The Inn was kept busy during the periods of execution as well
as visits from many guests including William Wordsworth, Robert Burns and the notorious Edinburgh "
bodysnatchers" William Burke and William Hare. In 1828 Burke and Hare spent their time enticing fellow patrons back to their homes only to be killed and their bodies sold to Dr. Knox at the Edinburgh Medical School.
After that....how about a nice pulled pork sandwich for lunch?
We also visited the Royal Yacht Britannia. It was just gorgeous and I will only post a few of the photos from the inside. It is now retired, but still quite spectacular. This is the bedroom where Diana and Charles stayed on their honeymoon. The Queen and Prince Phillip each had their own rooms as well - one very masculine in decor and the other very feminine.
This is the formal dining room. It must have been quite the sight to see this table filled with people.
The drawing room.......a large Grand piano sits in one corner and this is where the family retired to in the evenings for board games and conversation.
