Thursday, 29 May 2014

Edinburgh: The city




The royal mile

Castle Rock is connected to the rest of Edinburgh through the Royal Mile, a mile-long road running from the castle to the Holyrood Palace. This mile is the central street in the Old Town, the medieval part of the city. Many shops and attractions open their doors onto the mile, and many more are hidden just out of view on the many narrow closes that run from the mile.



And nobody can walk past so many blue police-boxes
without straightening their imaginary bowties at least once


Princess Street Garden
Princess street garden, lays surprisingly next to Princess street. Princess street is Edinburgh main shopping street, and the definite borderline of the New Town, which was built mostly in the Georgian period. All of the big retail companies are on this street, so if that's your thing be sure to go by Princess street. But beware... for yarnstores, you have to venture far further into New Town.

Between Princess street and the Old Town lays the park. Although it's only open during daylight, it's a beautiful and quiet place. The famous Scott Monument is in the park, and on the sides of it are Waverly Station and the National Gallery.








National Museum of Scotland

Because it did rain a bit when I was in Edinburgh (how unexpected), I took advantage of the fact that Scottish museums are free, so I spend half a day wandering through the National Museum of Scotland. The museum is located not far from George IV Bridge (where Rowling wrote Harry Potter), and has a very extensive collection. The museum does invite a lot of wandering though, because although there's a rough divide into departments and themes, there's no single route within the themes, leaving the visitor to explore on their own. I was very impressed with the Egyptian department. Seriously, you should have seen my face when, while just entering the museum, I was eye to eye with a thousand year old sarcophagus...which you could just reach out and touch! (even though I didn't because it was an ancient sarcophagus)...there was no glass or bars or whatsoever. I liked the Pictish and Viking departments as well, and my inner child marvelled at the dinosaur skeletons.




Calton Hill

At the far end of the Royal Mile, there are two hills. One is Arthur's Seat in Holyrood Park, which I will discuss in a later post, the other is Calton Hill.Calton Hill both provides a great view on the city, the Firth of Forth and Holyrood Park. It is a great place to get away from the hustle and bustle that Edinburgh can be and one of the monuments shares my name. So what's not to love?







Greyfriars Kirkyard

There's a legend in Edinburgh about a small dog that sat on it's owner's grave for fourteen years, which has subsequently made said graveyard a popular tourist attraction. Although I don't know about the dog -after all, I'm very much a cat person, and my cats would certainly have something to meow about if I didn't feed them for fourteen years- but the place was magical. The dark atmosphere, creepy monuments and fantastic view on the roofs of Old Town made it easy to see how Edinburgh might have helped inspire horror stories such as Jekyll & Hyde.


Off course, no self respecting horror-location is complete without a community garden.



Well that's it for today folks, Stay tuned for the next part of the epic Scotland Journey when we'll be visiting Holyrood Park and climb Arthur's Seat.

xxx

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4 comments :

Sandra Augiga said...

Once upon a time long ago, I went to Edinburgh too. We seems to have visited the same museum. This was before I was interrested in wool. (even though I could knit at that point...) So I am looking forward to the yarnstores you wil hopefully have visited?

Nisse said...


YES! Yarn stores have been visited and wool has been brought back to the Treehouse! I will make a separate blog post about the yarn stores I've visited!

xxx

diy said...

Een heel mooie stad. Wat anders dan Amsterdam.Maar in schotland heb je wat meer ruimte en heuvels en veel lochs(komt daar het duitse loch vandaan?)
Ben benieuwd naar de wol die meegebracht is.
De groeten.
Daaag.

Paul

Anonymous said...

Ha Nelson, prachtig om je reis verhalen te lezen! Je krijgt een goeie indruk van jullie reis. Groeten uit Toscane