That gorgeous castle I wrote about earlier looms o’er the whole o’ Edinburgh an’ seems to follow the tour bus from Niddry street to Leith. I finally got the opportunity to explore it an’ thankfully didn’t have to climb up or rappel down the gigantic, rocky cliff atop which it’s situated, although I did have to trudge up yet another sloping cobblestone street to reach it. With a beautiful view an’ fascinatin history, the Edinburgh castle is a must visit an’ houses what is apparently the mother o’ all cannons and which has brought down many a kingdom an’ now rests its aged self up here. The war memorial up there is also worth a visit, with its ledgers containing the names o’ those who gave their lives in the World Wars an’ its elegant architecture an’ picture perfect gardens dedicated to the same.
Also, filled up on my umpteenth plate o’ fish n chips (blimey! My body must be made up o’ haddock an’ potatoes by now, I swear!), sampled some haggis too (sounds like a yucky dish, but tastes good) an’ slurped down my umpteenth 99 as well (who can resist ice cream, eh?) in a lil restaurant at the foot o’ the castle.
An’ as I write this, my brother is attemptin to play bagpipes that he bought earlier on at a souvenir shop. That , coupled with the bagpiper playin skillfully outside in the square…An’ its bloody bagpipe-a-palooza in the room!
The cobblestone slopes leading up to the castle:
This is haggis. Dig in! 👇
The restaurant where I dined had these signs hanging on its walls, teaching diners some simple words an’ greetings in Scottish Gaelic: