Ah, Edinburgh. So many emotions felt in this city alone: Frustration, exhilaration, gloom, ecstasy. My mood moved in tandem with the weather.
This was the city in the UK where I whined the most about the weather. It was the beginning of Spring (just a few days shy of Easter) and it was bitterly cold. The sky showed no mercy for us two tropical girls where we were quite literally blown away by gales, pelted with hail and when that subsided, we had to endure snow flurries. It was horrible. I never, ever want to return to Edinburgh during Easter.
The next day, however, was an 180-degree change. The sun peeked coyly from its entourage of clouds, leaving behind the climate woes of yesterday. The cold was much more bearable, but the gales were still as unforgiving. Nevertheless, we hiked our way up Calton Hill, where we were rewarded with a splendid aerial view of Edinburgh. Aerial views never get old, no matter which city I am in. We then headed for brunch at a nearby cafe, where I tried a genius concoction of latte and Bailey’s Irish Cream. I am not a fan of flat whites, but I wish cafes in Singapore would include this beverage in their menus!
After lunch, we departed for Edinburgh’s main attraction: Edinburgh Castle. It goes without saying this centuries-old castle has a rich and vivid history intertwined with the rest of Europe, but most notably with its English neighbours. I missed the opportunity to see the English Crown Jewels, so I suppose the Scottish ones housed in this castle compensated for it. (I still must visit the Tower of London, though.) Shimmery pearls, luscious velvet, precious stones… I am a sucker for exquisitely designed royal regalia.
Despite the beautiful sights and scenes Edinburgh had to offer, I had never wanted to leave a city so badly… Until I went to Munich, that is, but that’s a story for another day.
Pickledpumpkins 