Edinburgh bound! Oh what a treat- a city getaway for a couple a days! Now a
post on all things Scottish is such a cliché, but that said I do love me some
tartan (never a fashion fail) and a whole lorra shortbread!
This post is to voice my Edinburgh experience (no accent attempts because mine
just
don't cut it: so I'm Gonnae no' dae that!) Oh the picturesque landscapes and architecture, the history
and a view of distant highlands...lots to see, do and soak up.
It was beautiful...truly. And whilst the experience was a little Pampers crazed
due to our baby central staying point (friends who have babies and marriage do
change there’s no
de-crying denying it...of course they would and I will
too, but I’m still a spring chicken
slash
baby who can 9-5 as well as 5-9!). Thank F for the Gamay vino on tap * a real
winner * plus it was fabulous to see familiar faces and happy families.
So we did the medieval Old Town and the Georgian New Town by visiting the Castle,
the Royal Mile and then George Street, Princes Street and the
National Portrait Gallery in the three days there. And whilst it was warm
and sunny...
oh not the people, no not so much. I had to refrain from
soccer punching- almost every bastard bus driver I came in to close proximity
with...not short changed just ''DON'T GIVE CHANGE'' (or directions apparently).
My ramblings met quite a grumpy collective actually, which initially laughable
became a little tiresome. Where is the Scottish charm? Has it really been doused by tourism in these city streets?
The abundance of AMAZING hotels (gawped at from outside of), restaurants,
bars, cobbled streets are all worth a ganders and a mill around
slash getting a round in. It was super busy
as with any city centre, so my two cents worth says book a long weekend and fly
over. With some cheap and cheerful easyjet flights you can be there in just
over an hour no probs. Guid Luck!
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