Edinburgh

Friday:

Off to Edinburgh, or Ed-in-bur-ah as the locals say. Isma drove today and Ricardo rode in the back with me. We parked near the castle in Edinburgh and climbed the hill to the top to start the Royal Mile at the castle. It's spectacular from behind, cropping off of the rocky cliffs and overlooking the city below. We did some more souvenir shopping-not my favorite thing-and then settled in for lunch at Deacon's Tavern. Apparently Deacon was a respected cabinet maker by day an a thief, gambler, and visitor of brothels by night. When he planned a robbery on the Excise Office, the police set off after him, and he ended up hung on the very gallows he had designed the year before. It seems that his double life was inspiration for Stevenson's book, " The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde." I ordered haggis, a dish of sheep innards. It was a risk, but tasted okay...though far from my favorite food. The boys ordered meat pies and fish. 

After lunch, we strolled down the Royal Mile, a main street of the old city, until the Holy Rood, stopping along the way to enter a church, the museum of childhood (built by a man who hated children), and to read various plaques. I drove Isma crazy reading the plaques...every single one there was. I just like to know everything!

Apart from the Royal Mile, we saw monuments dedicated to Sir Walter Scott, David Livingstone, and soldiers from WWI. This was our last night here. I'm sad to be leaving Scotland. The mornings waking up and eating breakfast with the others, beautiful views, and having someone dear to say good morning and good night to: that I will miss. On the other hand, I'm ready to get back to work because I'm well rested. Good vacation.