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The city of Edinburgh
arose in the 11th century, around the Castle, in the area now
known as Old Town. The city was largely destroyed in 1544 in the
border wars with England, but rebuilt using a new style of stone
architecture.
Our idea of heaven
when we travel is finding a beautiful city where we can walk all
day, and having a good book of walking tours. We wore our feet
out every day in Edinburgh.
This is a view of the
city from the Castle, with the Nelson monument on Calton Hill in the
background. We walked there, too.
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Dr. Samuel Johnson,
a writer and philosopher, produced one of the first dictionaries
in the English language. Johnson was also one of the first English
writers to bring the works of Shakespeare to public attention
after a century of being ignored.
James Boswell, a lawyer, visited often with Johnson and chronicled
their travels together. This is a plaque outside a restaurant
where they once had lunch.
One writer has speculated
that the only reason Johnson is so famous is that his good friend
Boswell hung onto every clever word he said, and wrote them all
down.
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Holyrood Castle, has
an interesting legend attached to the name. It is said that in
1128 King David was hunting when a stag charged, startling his
horse causing him to fall. As the stag tried to gore him, King
David grasped the antlers and they magically became a golden cross
in his hands. On the gate, not visible in this photo, there is
the figure of a stag with a cross in its antlers.
Holyrood is also where
Mary, Queen of Scots lived before she was imprisoned and where
her second husband, Lord Darnley, was murdered. Hers is quite
a story. A rival to Queen Elizabeth I, she eventually got caught
up in a plot against the throne and was beheaded.
When the present Queen
Elizabeth and Prince Phillip are in Edinburgh, they stay here,
as did the Queen Mother before her recent death.
The tip of the hill
in the background is Arthur's Seat. We got there, too.
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We got lost on the way
to our climb to Arthur's Seat (when it comes to getting lost, we're
a great team) and ended up in this section of town. We wouldn't
be able to find it again if our lives depended on it, but it was
pretty and we found a good place to pick up food for lunch.
(An
internet friend who grew up in Edinburgh reports that this street
is just off the George IV Bridge and leads to the Grassmarket. It's
also right at the border of the Edinburgh University District.)
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There were several
signs pointing to the dungeon but we didn't go. We guessed that
it's a resource for parents with misbehaving children in tow.
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This looks
like a church. And that's what it used to be. Now it's used for meetings
and concerts - perhaps a symptom of the waning interest in organized
religion in the Britain.
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This church, according
to the inscription over the door, was erected as "mortification"
for unspecified deeds of one Thomas Moore, upon the order of King
James VII. For Tomas Moore's sake we hope that "Mortification" meant something
different in those days.
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This is a fountain
in the park between the New Town, where we stayed, and the Old
Town. The Castle is in the background.
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We weren't industrious
enough to write down anything about this building in Edinburgh's
Old Town, one of many interesting buildings on the Royal Mile.
We just liked the architecture.
Thanks to an internet friend
we have since learned that it is the Toll Booth. Built in 1591,
it was used as an administrative office primarily for the collection
of duties and tolls. The building included a council house, court
room and a jail. A version of Medieval one-stop shopping for miscreants.
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It seemed
that everywhere we went in Edinburgh we found ourselves admiring
a rainbow.
On the left is the one that greeted us at the top of the castle
walls and
at right is a fainter one we saw as we descended from Arthur's seat.
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These are interior and exterior
shots of St. Giles Cathedral. Notice the distinctive Scottish crown
above the bell tower. We saw a similar spire in Aberdeen.
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| And, of course we couldn't leave Scotland without a
photo of a piper piping. He was actually quite good at his craft and
smiled graciously when asked if he could play "Melancholy Baby." |
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