It is hard to believe that I have been in Edinburgh for more than two weeks! I suspect the next 4 months will go by at a seemingly rapid pace, which is a shame because this place is wonderful.
The Old Town is stubbornly stuck in a century past. If for some reason you forget its age and history, tripping on cobblestones will surely remind you. There are so many hidden nooks and crannies – the narrow “closes” sprinkled along the Royal Mile offer a glimpse into what it might be like to stroll through Diagon Alley. The 14th century St. Gile’s Cathedral is another focal point of the Royal Mile.
The New Town adheres to a strict, organized layout. Its repetitive Georgian residences, with terraces and black fencing, are aesthetically pleasing. Its roads are as orderly as the Old Town’s roads are winding. Both areas are distinct but offer views of Edinburgh’s defining structure: The Edinburgh Castle.
Nearly every day, without direction or the assistance of Google Maps, I scour through the city, venturing to places I haven’t been yet. My curiosity is always rewarded with views of gorgeous structures, both man-made and natural. Every where I look, there is something that stops me in my tracks, making me question if my eyes are worthy to behold such magnificence!
I stumbled upon the (Instagram) famous “Not all those who wander are lost” sign, depicted in red neon above a pub. I find the quote to be rubbish. Does wandering not presume being lost? Well, I have wandered. And I have gotten terribly lost. (On numerous occasions!) But I did not care.
So perhaps, Tolkien, you will allow me to alter your quote to something more agreeable: “Not all those who wonder and get lost, care that they wandered and got lost.” Albeit, this is not as catchy and would require triple the neon.
But either way, if there was ever a place to get lost in, Edinburgh would be it.
One quick final note, I had to snap a photo of Greyfriar’s Bobby as he bears some resemblance to my Yorkshire terrier.