Farewell, Scotland! | Dear Readers
Edinburgh Castle, high above the City
I can’t believe we did it! D and I left Smudge with our son’s family, flew out of Philadelphia on September 1, and spent nearly 2 ½ weeks in Scotland celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary. One of our great adventures together. We got back late Thursday afternoon—tired, happy, and ready to go back for more!
I’m still somewhere halfway between here and there, so won’t be getting around to all your comments for a bit. In the meantime….
For the record,
- D drove us safely over 650 miles on the ‘wrong’ side of the road without any scrapes or bruises. Every now and then he had just a bit of what he called ‘terror on the road.’ Especially on the narrow, winding back roads we enjoyed for most the trip.
- We have over 2000 photos to help us remember this fabulous trip.
- We left our pedometers (Fitbits) at home, which is most unfortunate since we climbed up and down the equivalent of at least one mountain each, and walked over 100 miles each in cities, towns and forests.
- We ate breakfast most days like royalty (thanks to our Bed & Breakfast master chefs!), learned to depend on TESCO and The Cooperative Stores found all over Scotland, and enjoyed more versions of yummy carrot-red lentil soup than I knew existed in this world. Usually served with an enormous, thick slice of heavenly bread.
We spent time in Edinburgh, North Berwick, Stirling, Glasgow, Oban (Isle of Mull and Iona), Grantown-on-Spey (Cairngorms National Park), Huntly (George MacDonald’s home), and Aberdeenshire (Castle Fraser).
Most amazing and somewhat strange was being together and doing only what we chose to do on any given day. The weather was mild, sometimes chilly damp and windy, but overall stunningly beautiful.
Here are several more photos from the first day of our trip. Enjoy!
First, a panorama looking down from the Edinburgh Castle to the City. Click on the photo to get a closer look. Can you see the ferris wheel?
Here’s a flag of Scotland whipping around in the wind above the Castle. Note the wind-worn edge.
Now we’re down on the street, walking away from the Castle.
This colorful window garden caught my eye–one of several in a small, quiet courtyard just off the busy street.
This magnificent organ was in the church where John Knox once preached. No, I didn’t get to hear it being played–one reason I have to go back some day!
Finally, here’s a little street beauty from a residential area just below the Castle.
I hope you all had at least one or two happy adventures during the last few weeks. If not, here’s hoping you survived whatever other adventures came your way.
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 18 September 2015
Photo credit: DAFraser, September 2015