Wednesday, May 16 – Monday,
May 21 2012
Without a doubt, Scotland
was one of our most anticipated trips over our entire 2-year stay (we know, we
say that a lot...). We’d been planning
this one for a while and chose May because on our trip to Tuscany last October,
a Scotsman we met told us May is the best time of the year to visit (although every time we told that story to
the locals they all looked at us like we were crazy). :) Regardless, our timing was just about perfect
as we ran into only one rainy day our entire 5-day trip.
We took a trusty easyJet
flight into Edinburgh (pronounced "Edinbrah", which is harder to get
used to than you’d think) Wednesday evening and found our modest hotel just
outside the center of town. We were
eager to start exploring and in no time fell in love with this quirky,
beautiful, and historic city.
After dinner, we walked down
to the area of town known as Grassmarket – a classic pub scene with lots of
live music (even on a Wednesday). Before
settling into another “pub crawl” establishment, we walked by a pub named The Last Drop. You may be thinking, that’s clever like “it’s
good to the last drop…” Well, no, if you
check out the logo on the sign you’ll get a pretty good idea of what the drop
refers to (the Grassmarket area was known as Edinburgh’s site for
hangings). :)
Over the course of Thursday
we realized that we didn’t allow enough time in Edinburgh as we would have liked. So many things to do and not
enough time to do them! We tried to
piece together our schedule to hit as much as we could, starting with the
National Museum of Scotland, devoted to the history of Scotland. We figured we’d check it out with the extra
hour we had in the morning (how can you say ‘no’ to free entry?) and left
disappointed that we couldn’t spend more time there. We learned a bit about medieval conflicts in
Scotland and England. The highlights for
us were seeing this huge guillotine (known as a maiden in Scotland) that had a lot of practice over the
years as well as these large broadswords.
The reason we had to rush through the
museum was to make it to our walking tour of Edinburgh. Dave’s cousin, Cindy, had just recently been
to Edinburgh and recommended this tour as a great way to get an overview of the
city when there for only a short amount of time. We’re glad we took her advice as this
turned out to be one of our favorite tours to date. We couldn’t possibly recite all of the facts
we learned over the 3-4 hours we spent walking around the city, but here’s a few
interesting highlights…
We visited this graveyard
close to George Heriot's School, where we learned about the importance of these
cages to prevent bodies from being dug up by grave robbers (they would dig up
freshly buried bodies and earn a pretty penny by selling them for medical
research).
Another notable thing about this graveyard, for you children’s story fans, is Greyfriar’s Bobby – from the 1800s, the tale of the dog who was inseparable from his master. When his master died of tuberculosis, the dog faithfully stayed by his owner’s grave for over 14 years until, he too, died. Apparently he’s the most photographed statue in the entire U.K. and ironically the graveyard is now off limits to dogs. :)
Here are some other cool sights from our walking tour and beyond…
| Sir Walter Scott Monument (although looked like it belonged in a sci-fi flick) |
| A glimpse into the once dark and narrow streets of Edinburgh |
| These alleys (aka a close) were all over the city |
One fun fact about this church is that the great reformer John Knox is buried there, but not where you would expect. Surprisingly Knox doesn’t have a huge statue or a significant gravestone commemorating his burial spot – no, he’s buried right under parking spot number 23, marked by the small gold plaque. Our tour guide had mentioned earlier that people wanted him to stay there because of his popularity and the significant role he played in this church over his years.
After our church visit, we
quickly popped over to Cadenhead’s Whisky
Shop to get some real Scotch –
not that watered-down, sugar-added, color-enhanced stuff you find in most
stores. :) This is 55% alcohol and puts some hair on your chest – good thing
Ang doesn’t like Scotch… :)
We followed the Royal Mile up
to the prominent Edinburgh Castle. We
were greeted by the two most famous Scotsmen – Sir William Wallace and Sir
Robert the Bruce, whom we would learn more about later in the trip. Another notable feature of the entrance is the
Latin inscription “Nemo Me Impune Lacessit” which roughly means “No one attacks
me and gets away with it.”
The castle has stood here for
over 1,300 years and is the pride and joy of all Scotland. Besides offering amazing views of the city
below, it’s home to the Stone of Scone
(more popularly known as the Stone of
Destiny), which has sat under the Coronation
Chair in Westminster Abbey ever since the English took it from the Scots in
1296. It’s a complicated story and
somewhat tied to the complex relationship between Scotland and England. Basically the stone was taken and never given
back until 1996—700 years after it’s original capture—in an effort to appease
the Scots who continually long for their freedom from England. While it lives in Edinburgh Castle, it will
still be returned to Westminster Abbey for future coronation ceremonies. I’m sure you can guess that we weren’t
allowed to take photos of the stone, but once again, Google Images came through
for us:
Besides the famous Stone of
Destiny, Edinburgh castle has Mons Meg, a huge 15th century cannon,
which was known to shoot up to 2 miles in distance. On the same topic, the castle also has a large gun that fires daily
at 1pm (instead of 12pm… that way they save money by only needing to fire 1
shot, instead of 12). :)
The castle has a military prison
that most notably housed American Revolutionary War soldiers. Below you can still see the American colonial flag that
they carved in the wood door.
Of course the castle had a whiskey shop, and the shop sold a special brand for just 8,000 Pounds. It is 60
years old and was bottled in honor of the Queen’s Jubilee… but still…(!) We’re curious if some sucker has bought it
yet…
We settled into a pub that
night and got another taste of the relaxing folk-music that’s known in this
part of the world. We ended up buying a
couple of their CDs for our road trip we were embarking on the next day. Here is a quick video to give you a
taste.
Of course after dinner we
continued the pub crawl mission, marking another 3 off the list. There were a couple of highlights, the first
being this bar with a little person’s section – it felt kind of like Alice in
Wonderland. The second highlight was the
bartender at this swanky club/karaoke bar.
The bar was deserted on a Thursday night so he was able to chat it up
with us for over an hour—great young guy.
Knowing we had a busy morning ahead, we decided to put our pub-crawl on
hold until we got back into town a few days later.
As much as we loved
Edinburgh, we were also really excited to get out of town and explore the
Scottish countryside. Of course driving
in Scotland meant driving on the opposite side of the road, on the opposite
side of the car (our first time doing this!) and driving a manual transmission
on top of that. It was tricky at first
but over our 3-day road trip we each got the hang of it.
We didn’t get too far out of
town before our first stop – Stirling
Castle. We’ve seen a lot of castles
in our time over here, but it was still fun to get to know one so important to
the Scots. Because of its geographic
layout (perched high above the valley that connects the lowlands and
highlands), it has been a key stronghold for Scotland. Additionally it was home to the Scottish
royalty, the Stuarts, but it eventually lost its importance when Scotland was
ruled over from England.
The self-guided audio tour
was a little quirky, but helped breathe a little life into this 12th
century castle. The interiors were also
nicely decorated and felt like we were walking around in medieval times.
Of course right before we traveled to Scotland we watched Braveheart to catch up on our Scottish history. ;) Yes, we knew going into this trip that the movie was quite a bit different from the actual facts, so it was fun to learn the more accurate story. One of the most notable differences in the two stories was that Wallace wasn’t quite the inspirational leader that the movie made him out to be. He did lead the Scottish to a pivotal win at Stirling, but it was in more of a guerrilla warfare effort than a head-to-head battle like the movie depicts. Also it is said that Robert the Bruce did not betray William Wallace at the Battle of Falkirk (or betray him at all, for that matter); in fact most sources say Robert the Bruce wasn’t even present at that battle. When Wallace lost that battle, he went into hiding in France and then Italy, and tried to rally support but nobody wanted to follow him at that point. He was eventually betrayed and caught by the English, and was hung, drawn and quartered like the movie portrayed. Regardless of the historical differences, we can all agree that Braveheart is an awesome movie and the legend of William Wallace clearly lives on to this day.
Before leaving, we braved
the blustery wind on the top of the memorial to get some views of the
surrounding area.
While modest, the B&B was clean, comfortable, and positioned right on the shores of Loch Linnhe (loch = lake). As an added bonus, the large window you see on the back of the house was our room – a perfect view to greet us in the morning. Before we ended our evening we drove into town for a delicious dinner at The Grog & Gruel.
| The view from our room the next morning |
The next morning we got
another taste of Harry Potter by driving the same route as the Hogwarts Express
does in one of the movies. While this
sounded exciting on paper, the drive wasn’t as breathtaking as we thought it
would be (it was nice, but nothing special).
The end result of our drive that morning was arriving in the town of Mallaig to
catch a ferry to the Isle of Skye.
The ferry ride was great – a
perfect way to approach one of the most scenic places in Scotland.
During the drive we stumbled upon these old church ruins, which were built in the late middle ages. It was perfectly situated in green pastures surrounded by sheep and with the Cuillin Hills in the background.
The final stretch of our drive out to Elgol was equally scenic – it’s easier to show than to explain…
After our detour to the
coast, we headed north toward the Trotternish Peninsula, probably the most visited area on the
Isle of Skye. What we loved about this
road trip, and especially driving this peninsula, is that we weren’t on a tight schedule – which was unusual for our travels, and refreshing.
We stopped first at Kilt
Rock, which apparently looks like a kilt?
We dunno, maybe? The falls in
front of it made for a great picture though.
We’ve heard mixed reviews
about hiking in Scotland. It’s known as
some of the best scenic views in the world, but there are those pesky “midges”
(which are basically small gnats that bite) that take over the hills in the
summer. Fortunately for us we were early
enough in the season to where the bugs weren’t out yet. This allowed us to take unbridled advantage
of Quiraing, a set of hills where we
hiked around for a good couple of hours.
The views here were incredible and with so few people around we felt
like we had the whole area to ourselves.
Before ending our hike
we decided to climb as high up as we could (our original intentions were to
hike on the top of the hill’s plateau, but we missed the normal trailhead and
ended up taking an unorthodox route upward).
The higher we went, the more we found ourselves in an even more isolated and unique landscape. Unfortunately, we knew we needed to get back
on the road so we had to abandon the rest of our hike to the very top.
We continued our drive and
eventually stumbled across the ruins of Duntulm Castle
sitting beautifully on the edge of a cliff. Of course we went out to explore.
The rest of the sites we saw
on the peninsula were non-descript but equally scenic. Here are some of our favorites, including this video of a mama sheep calling for her young that we happened upon…did we mention that we enjoyed all the sheep? :)
Saturday night was definitely
one of the highlights of all of our European trips.
We stayed at some random B&B pretty much in the middle of
nowhere. When we arrived, our host,
named “Ocean” invited us in. Her husband
Scotty sat on the front porch admiring one of the best days of
the year so far (normally it’s terrible weather that far north most of the
year). We couldn’t agree more. After seeing us to our room, we were
introduced to the B&B amenities, which consisted of dated music CDs,
movies, books, and board games (and no TV of course) – this was truly a place
to relax. We decided to try out the game
of Othello partially for sentimental reasons (Othello is one of the closest
towns to Ang’s family farm), but primarily because of Ocean’s suggestion. We played for an hour or so
(a great two-person game!) while Ocean whipped up some homemade “rainbow salad”
(all sorts of delicious and unique dips and veggies). It was so simple, but so delicious!
What topped the night off
for us was a trip out to Neist Point,
which was one of the most peaceful places we've ever been.
Here sat a lighthouse and as we were told by Ocean and Scotty, the best
place to sit and watch for wildlife was the rocky cliffs below. We hiked down to the cliffs and walked out on
the top of them; it was quite the unique rocky structure – all uneven surfaces,
almost like an aerial view of a city full of sky-scrapers. We got out toward the edge and didn’t expect
to see much, but literally within seconds we heard the sound of a whale’s
blowhole! Sure enough there was a Minke whale making his rounds, at times swimming just 50
feet offshore from where we sat. If that
wasn’t enough, we saw countless Gannets dive bombing into the water for their
late night dinner. Throw in a gorgeous
sunset and we could have stayed there for days.
We tried to capture the
gannet action with our FlipVideo, but this clip on YouTube shows their behavior
a bit better:
We ended up sitting there
for over an hour, until about 10:30 when it was starting to get a little too
dark for comfort. Apparently this didn’t
phase the sheep because on our hike back up to the car, we saw some that made
their beds right on the edge of a 100+ foot high cliff (with the ocean below)! We couldn’t believe it. We said our goodnights and headed back to our
hippie B&B and off to bed. :)
We reluctantly left the next
morning after another wonderful visit with our hosts. The plan was to head east, back to the
mainland. On the way we drove by the
ideally situated Eilean Donan Castle and more amazing scenery in general. We needed to keep moving so we opted not to
take the tour and just snapped a few photos.
| "Where's Nessie?" |
Before we hit up the museum
we took a quick tour around Urquhart
Castle, which is also ideally situated on the edge of Loch Ness. We couldn’t decide what we liked to look at
more – the aging ruins of this impressive castle, or the mysterious Loch Ness
in the background. Fortunately the
camera could capture both for you to see… :)
Another quick note about the
castle – they had a trebuchet on
display (a type of catapult which was advanced weaponry at the time), which is what King Edward I of England used to sweep through Scotland, destroy all the main castles, and enforce
his will upon the Scots. This thing was
HUGE.
Back in those days it was
all about royalty and who laid claim to the throne. In fact, at surface level the battle of
Culloden is incorrectly seen as a clearly-drawn Scotland vs. England affair—it
was a lot more complex than that. At
that time the majority party in British power was the Loyalists under the ruling House
of Hanover (in this story, thought of simply as the “English”) and it was the
Jacobites under the challenging House of Stuart (thought of simply as
the “Scottish”) that wanted to reclaim the throne. This revolution of sorts was lead by Charles Edward
Stuart, known as "Bonnie Prince Charlie" (because of his feminine
features). Long story short Bonnie
Prince Charlie mustered support mainly in the Scottish highlands and, after a
series of improbable victories, felt he could make a military statement at
Culloden. Unfortunately for Charlie and his outfit, the
loyalist troops were better-trained and equipped, and the battle quickly ended in a
massacre of Jacobite troops (1,500–2,000 killed or wounded vs. only 50 dead and
259
wounded from the Loyalists).
As we mentioned earlier, the
unfortunate part about this battle is that Scotland was associated directly to
the Jacobite rebellion and as a result Scottish culture (their language,
rituals, and dress) was abolished as a result of the Jacobite defeat. The crazy part about this is that some of
those same Scottish highlanders that were as a result persecuted, were actually
part of the Loyalist movement and had served the “English” house of Hanover! That’s the tricky part about this rebellion;
it divided families and villages—and we were told that once the rebellion ended
it was a lot easier for people to think of it as a “Scotland vs. England”
affair and bury the family and township subdivision under that layer.
You could see that
artificial division in the way that the battlefield was preserved. In one section, where most of the Jacobites
fell in battle, were different stones outlining the different clans represented
on the “Scottish” side. On the flip side
there was a special section for the “English” troops. It was only in more recent history that
people started to recognize the complexities of the battle and that it wasn’t
as simple as Scottish vs. English.
The battlefield was also
marked with flags showing the positions of the opposing forces before the
battle started. It’s always surreal to
set foot on ground that so many people lost their lives on. We noticed a wall monument that has raised
bricks – one for every fallen soldier in the battle.
At the end of our tour, we happened to start chatting with a couple in their 50s who happened to be from… the Tri-Cities! They even knew about the “Connell (Ang’s hometown) National Forest”—which is a single tree randomly growing alongside the highway (there are no other trees anywhere in site). Small world… gotta love that.
Back in the car we started making
our way back east toward Edinburgh – but first we wanted to swing through St.
Andrews and take a look at the infamous Old
Course. Before the birthplace of
golf, however, St. Andrews was famous in a different way. Its namesake came from Jesus’ brother
Andrew’s bones being housed here, which started a pilgrimage around the 12th
century. In fact, St. Andrew is Scotland’s
patron saint, which their flag reflects with a large white X (the shape of the
cross Andrew insisted to be crucified upon saying he was not worthy to die on the same cross as Jesus).
The second notable piece was a series of mines that were dug under the castle – one by troops trying to lay siege to the castle and the other was a countermine aimed at thwarting that siege. Lucky for us the mines were open to the public so we got to crawl around like it was 1546.
Even more stunning are
the ruins of St. Andrew’s Cathedral. This
church was built in the 12th century and was the pinnacle Scottish
church until the reformation started in Scotland, around the 16th
century. Eventually the church was
picked apart until the impressive and unique ruins remained that you can see
today. It really is an impressive site
to see.
We decided to climb the to
the top of the tower for a view of St. Andrews.
In the distance we could see our next stop…
The Old Course! The birth of golf was here in Scotland and
many refer to the Old Course as the official beginning in the
early 1400s. At a glance there’s nothing
special-looking about it – it’s less like a traditional golf course and more
like an open lawn. We couldn’t resist
the urge to walk right through the middle of it, too.
Just
beyond the Old Course is West Sands Beach, the site of the famous running
scene from the movie Chariots of Fire. Today there were no runners, just a couple of
horseback riders wading in the water – alas no Fabio though.
Overall
we decided that St. Andrews was a pretty town, but a little bit on the ritzy /
snooty side. It just didn’t have the
same kind of charm we felt in the other cities we visited. We’re glad we stopped by to see it
nonetheless. Here are a few other shots from around town.
We
also got a nice view (through a gate, that is) of the beautiful Palace of Holyroodhouse (aka Holyrood
Palace), which is at the opposite end of the Royal Mile from the Edinburgh
Castle and has stood here since the 15th century. Apparently the Queen stays here for just a
week each year, in the summer. We
unfortunately didn’t have time to go inside the palace while in Edinburgh…
something else to add to the ‘next time’ list.
The
rest of the evening was devoted to finishing off our pub crawl! With 4 to go we had to get busy right
away. Having the car was to our
advantage as many of the establishments left on the list weren’t within
reasonable walking distance from the center of town. A couple of our proudest moments of the
evening involved 1) a parallel park for the ages (check it), 2) walking by a
seafood establishment called “The Codfather”, 3) once again the friendliest bartenders
in the world, and 4) a surprise from home – Papa Johns Pizza! We kid you not, as we were driving to find
our first bar, Ang was reminiscing on her love of Papa Johns and how great it
was going to be to have it at our beckon call when we returned to the U.S. since
we had not come across a single Papa Johns during our entire two years
overseas. Out of nowhere – Bam! Papa Johns!
Of course we got our favorite – Pepperoni and Pineapple. YUM.
So
the moment you’ve been waiting for, after having read nearly 6,000 words in this
post… we completed the Edinburg Pub Crawl with success and each earned a FREE
T-SHIRT, which we will wear with pride for the rest of our lives. :)
Before we close, we wanted to note a few random fun things from Scotland. The first is this blue-canned drink produced in Scotland called "Iron Bru". It tastes like bubble gum and outsells Coke in Scotland - we're thinking that's out of national pride because the taste was something one would need to get used to (more sugar than you can imagine). The second was this funny sign that was posted in a sword shop - apparently this is a recurring issue?? The last picture is pretty self-explanatory - just an awesome name for a bag pipe band. Speaking of bag pipes, we did see a few players throughout our trip - below is one from Edinburgh.
Thus
ended our time in lovely Scotland. We
hated to see it end, as it truly was one of our favorite places in Europe. We had one more over-the-top, delicious
Scottish breakfast before catching our flight home Tuesday morning, then back
to work later that day…

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