This morning was our last in Edinburgh. Most folks would mourn leaving the beautiful city by heading out for a quick walk up the Royal Mile to grab a few souvenirs.
Steph and I ran up a big hill.
Arthur’s Seat sat practically in the backyard of our B&B and we couldn’t pass up the opportunity to take in the city from on high. On top of that, we reached the peak at sunrise. Absolutely fantastic views.
Mythology states that Arthur’s Seat was on of the possible locations for Camelot. Those rumors are probably wrong but it’s not hard to see why they thought that. We did come across the remains of a chapel in one of the valleys that was built sometime before 1436.
After bidding farewell to the Scots, we grabbed a train to London. As is our custom, our presence fouled up the Tube so we had to improvise a bit to get to our lodging. So far the city is impressive but we haven’t seen much yet. We passed by Buckingham Palace on the way to dinner (sadly the No Vacancy sign was out) and had some great pies at The Jugged Hare.
Tomorrow will be a touring day but of what we’re not positive. That all depends on the English weather.
More pictures after the break.
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