I still believe I will never arrive in another city and think, "This is more amazing than the time I walked up the steps from the Waverley Train Station for the first time." But sometimes I like to see things that won’t be mentioned in guidebooks, grace postcards, or appear on your bog standard travel blog.
There is another
So that’s what Marisa and I set out to do today.
But first we had to drop some books off at the library, which meant walking through the daffodil-overloaded
This is more like it, I thought.
We powered on past St. Leonards (Rebus’ Police Station… ur… ) and into
But then we found ourselves so close to Salisbury Crags and
It was a lovely walk (I sound like a nana when I say that, don’t I?), passing Duddingston Loch and the village (a village, ooh!) of, ah, Duddington, and then we found ourselves half a mile from
So we set out looking for the un-Edinburgh, and ended up at a castle! This says a lot about