In which I visit two of Edinburgh’s attractions that are new to me: Holyrood Palace (and Abbey), and Calton Hill.
Along the Royal Mile, there are a lot of “closes”, or alleys, frequently to back yards or gardens.
The Scottish Parliament building, probably a symbol of Scottish nationalism, is architecturally jarring. It’s not necessarily bad, but its modernism (sorry, architecture majors, I don’t know what I’m talking about) looks bizarre next to Holyrood Palace.
Holyrood Palace is “the Queen’s official residence in Scotland”, although from the looks of it neither she nor anyone else ever inhabits it. Although Mary Queen of Scots’ bedchamber is probably of interest to fans of the Other Boleyn Girl series (hi Mom), all in all it’s not a great loss to this blog that photography was prohibited.
Maybe I just like churches, but the ruins of the Holyrood Abbey were better:
The palace gardens are immaculate, but that’s because you’re not allowed to stray from the path, which is a let-down.
On the way back I saw John Lennon’s grave. But no, not that John Lennon.
Next up is Calton Hill [day 18], home of the Nelson Monument, which commemorates the naval battle of Trafalgar, and the National Monument (of Scotland). It also hosts a small and mystifying (i.e., bad) art gallery.
Today [day 19] I went geocaching with Sophia. I was almost entirely unsuccessful (zero for two) when along came another pair of geocachers, who found the one I was looking for in about 30 seconds. I’m obviously a newb…
This time tomorrow I’ll be in Barcelona! Now to pack…