Easter in Edinburgh
Edinburgh photosIt’s been a cause of some embarrassment to me that I’ve never been to Wales or Scotland. On Thursday I rectified that last when Wingnut and me got on the overcrowded and uncomfortable train to Edinburgh to stay with his schoolfriend and her partner. They live in a really cool Georgian apartment close to Old Town. Apparently the city has plenty of Victorian and Georgian buildings converted to flats. I am all envy.
Martine and Chris provided bountiful breakfasts and lots of chocolate. Green & Black’s organic chocolate tends to be spoken of in worshipful tones by UKians and I’ve been a convert ever since I moved here. Their butterscotch eggs were new to me and surprisingly good considering I’m not a butterscotch fan.
On Friday, we met up with natural20, who by happy chance was over from Dublin, and trixibell. We slothfully spent the whole afternoon talking to them in a cafe and were confirmed in this wise decision by Mother Nature because as soon as we wanted to leave, it started to snow. In fact, it snowed most days while I was in Scotland. It didn’t stay on the ground but still, it was beautiful to see the white flakes swirl in waves across the road.
With its dark stone buildings, Edinburgh could get grim in grey weather, but it didn’t feel like that. Maybe if I lived there I’d feel different, but for now I just see the cool stuff. Forex, the big clump that is Edinburgh Castle is on the leftover core of an extinct volcano. Really, how awesome is that? At the other end of the Royal Mile with its little medieval alleyways, there’s the crags of Holyrood Park. It’s amazing that something like that is so close to a city as big as Edinburgh.
