I miss Europe. I just wanted to say that. It’s about time to go again. I know this isn’t Thursday, which is usually the travel day. I’m not really talking about travel so much as how much I enjoy it, and of course, missing it.
A year ago today I was trying on a Prince Charlie jacket and dress kilt hose for a little soiree that I was going to be part of. Where? This was in Edinburgh, Scotland. Lush greens, rolling hills, buildings that have been around since the 17 century and awesome people in a city that has some history from 8500 B.C., that’s a beautiful city. I had a lot of Scottish beer, a lot of Scotch whisky (without the “e” as that’s American and Irish), haggis, black pudding, cullen skink, and a plethora of other fabulous libations and victuals. Great stuff.
Cobblestone streets with bagpipe players. Bass players with looping pedals that have wandering bongo players sit and accompany them. Statues of famous poets. Churches that have been turned into art house clubs. Churches that go back hundreds, and I mean hundreds of years. Castles in and around town, including one at the top of the Royal Mile that dates back to the 12th century A.D. All these things are just a very small part of what gives Edinburgh its mystical charm. But, to me, none so special as the one in Bonnyrigg with the red leafed ivy on the turret that dates back to the 15th century. Dalhousie Castle, how I love thee.
I really, really want to get back there. I will get back there. When? I’m not sure, but we will eventually be back. There was so much to visit when we were there and so few days to do them in. When we do go back, though, there will be so many different things from the thousand or so things we’re going to do again. I want to eat at different restaurants but visit some of the same. Monteith’s for certain. So much to see and do and I can’t wait to get back to it. Have I mentioned how much I want to get back to Edinburgh? I really hadn’t thought about it as much as I usually do for Paris (and of course I want to be there, too, even more) but today, it’s about “Athens of the North.” I do miss you “Auld Reekie.” Soon.
Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
“I always feel that when I come to Edinburgh, in many ways I am coming home.” – Alan Rickman