Last weekend Josh was feeling the need for a third country to visit in three months, so we took a quick trip up to Edinburgh, Scotland. Hopped aboard an Easy Jet flight (more leg room & kid first boarding Yeah, more expensive Boo) and arrived to our hotel by 10am Friday morning. It was a lovely old family run hotel/B&B which offered us accommodation on the 3rd floor... a mere 70+ steps to the top. The day was spent in the pouring rain exploring what the city had to offer. We walked through Old and New town, grabbed a sandwich from the Deacon's House Cafe, & took cover in the National Museum. My favorite natural history wing was under construction, but, seeing it has been for the past 3 years, I didn't feel as slighted. Olive did enjoy the cannons, train, and various other historical tidbits (we'll I think she did, she really likes the idea of cannons now).
|Using the Map to Find Our Way|
That night we finally found a Pub that met our basic criteria (and wasn't showing the Scotland vs. France Rugby game) for a lovely meal. Josh got to have his whiskey and Haggis. Olive got to have her fish and chips. And got I sticky Chicken a Real Ale.
Sunday was our last day in town and we went off to buy a souvenir or two. Got a lovely wool blanket from the mill (where Olive learned traditional Scottish Dancing), a long sought after bottle of whiskey, and shortbread cookies for the babe. The weather pushed us inside for a bit, and we looked around the National Gallery to see works by Poussin, Vermeer, and Degas (Os favorite, why?, ballerinas). The rest of the day was just winding down. Had a pub lunch, visited the Museum of Childhood, had a tea at a Clarina's Tea House (much better), and started walking back to grab our bags and catch the bus to the airport. A bit disappointed that we didn't know you could hike up the big craggy hill outside town, Holyrood Park, until our last hour in town. But that will leave us something to do next time we make it back to Edinburgh.