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Wonderful breakfast at the B&B, talked with the host. Took the local bus
to Princess Street, where we took in the views on the North Brig o'
Edinburgh. Then we walked up the Royal Mile to Edinburgh Castle. We took
the tour (Mom had no trouble keeping up.) After the tour, we went back to
Margaret's Chapel for a closer look, and then watched the firing of the one
o'clock gun. Then we headed to the crown jewels exhibit - a guard there
took us up by elevator so Mom didn't have to cope with the difficult curved
stairways.
After reading all of the history there and seeing the jewels, we went to the Great Hall, and then to the church-like building that serves as the Scottish National War Memorial. (Wayne and Jo had spent hours in there once, looking for ancestors, where Jo found 2 Hughees listed.) This time, we just took a quick look at the central Shrine with the complete Roll of Honour of the Scottish dead. Then Mom stayed in the chapel while Wayne, Jo, and Dad went down to the new prison display - which was quite fascinating. We printed some counterfeit money, looked at the prisoner's lodgings, and looked at the carvings they had left on prison doors. On our way out, we learned of a teenager that had been climbing on the walls, had fallen off, and lost a tooth. We had lunch in a restaurant in Crown Square - soup and bread with tea.
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By the time we left Edinburgh Castle, St. Giles' Cathedral had closed.
We took some photos of the outside and walked back to our bus. After a
little down time at the B&B, we headed back out to the bus and went out for
dinner to Gordon's Trattoria on the Royal Mile - nice Italian, and very
friendly service.
Jo managed to reach Heather by phone and arranged to meet with her the next evening. We tried to stop at Waterson's book store on the way home, but it had already closed, so we took the bus back down our street to the local news agent and stopped to get Magnums before retiring.
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