This is the companion page to Holyroodhouse. Journlaing reads: Edinburgh, like London, is a city of contrasts that somehow seem more complementary than contrasting. The Old City nestles contentedly in the arms of the modern city. Its ghosts happily haunt the unwary surrounded by the science and technology that strive to disprove their existence. Thistles bloom amongst the roses. Antiquity and modernity of all forms greet each other as beloved and old friends. It is a city brimming with history, stories of romance and treachery, deep loyalty and betrayal, hope and despair, life and death, sorrow and joy. And incredibly warm, loving people willing to share its - and Scotland’s - history. Edinburgh Castle stands at one end of the Royal Mile and Holyrood Palace at the other. Holyrood Abbey is in ruins, but the palace is well-maintained and open to the public. You can almost feel the presence of tragic Mary, Queen of Scots and hear the hurried but quiet footsteps of servants scurrying about their duties. In the Castle you can almost hear the rattle of swords and the thrum of marching feet, feel the recoil of the cannons and smell the burnt powder. If you are lucky enough to be at the Edinburgh Military Tattoo, you witness the unforgettable piping of lights out by the massed bands and sit in stunned silence as the lone piper at the end simply disappears as the last note of the bagpipes dies.
Miss Fish Templates Travel Basics West Indigo Designs Legends of Scotland Images from top left: Isle of Skye Tartan Crown copyright the Scottish Register of Tartans. Royal Mile sign by Waldo Miguez at Pixabay, Edinburgh Castle by Alexander Nasmyth 18th century, Greyfriars Bobby by Deborah K. at Pixabay, Edinburgh Old Town by Michaela Wenzler at Pixabay. Fonts: Albertsthal Typewriter and Black Jack
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