|"inside" the ruins of Holyrood Abbey|
I bought a week's transport pass near the train station on a whim, and am so glad I did. The system is extensive and nice. There seems to be a bus or tram that goes within a few blocks of everywhere in the city (or least the places I want to go). The mobile app is fantastic, too, giving walking distances and
|Outside of the ruins of Holyrood Abbey|
|Fountain in the forecourt of Holyrood Palace.|
You can see part of the palace in the background.
|A cemetery with a view of the palace and Arthur's seat.|
Next I headed back to the center of the city to visit the Scottish National Gallery. I was pleasantly surprised to see Rembrants, Van Dycks, Degas and mainly others.
|This boy's face is so alive and expressive...|
|A scene of a baliff listing a family's belongings.|
|The portrait of a beloved dog.|
|The story behind the portrait on the left.|
|A woman sewing.|
Later I headed Southwest to a yarn shop for some needles and some hand-dyed sock yarn (which I didn't need, but will definitely use).
|A church not far from the yarn shop|
|Row houses near the yarn shop.|
Today I got a later start, and headed to the Royal Mile to visit some of the top sites on my list. I stopped in St. Giles Cathedral, then headed up towards the castle.
Gladstone's Land was booked for the day, so I booked for tomorrow morning. I was able to get in to the Real Mary King's Close right after lunch.
I didn't realize before planning this trip that Edinburgh was the hometown of Robert Louis Stevenson. Like so many other childrens, his "A Child's Garden of Verses" was my introduction to poetry. I memorized "Bed in Summer" in second grade.
|St. Giles Cathedral "The Heart of Lothian"|
|Inside St. Giles|
|I love the plaque in the middle...|
|Beautiful encaustic floor tiles in a side chapel|
|The ceiling of the Thistle Chapel|
From there, I went to the Museum of Childhood, then to John Knox house. I tried to go the Writers' Museum, but they were closed today.
|A toy sewing kit|
|Toy Sewing machines|
|A quilt inspired by a poem by |
Robert Louis Stevenson.
|Outside the Writers' Museum|
|View of Royal Mile from John Knox house|
|One of the fireplaces in John Knox house.|