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Monday, December 05, 2005

Kings and Legends

December 5, Monday - Edinburgh, Scotland

It is a mighty place, this city. Set among the crags and vales of an imposing mountain range there erupt cathedrals, castles, monuments, towers, ancient work to make the place hospitable. And a grand and true thing was created.

Two days ago I slung into Glasgow, and although the North Lodge Hostel was so very inviting, I had to press on to Edinburgh where I enjoyed such times before and thus far has replicated its previous incarnation. I bed in Brodies Hostel, located on the Royal Mile, a hip active joint where you're immediately taken in and baptized into the word they've created here. A fantastic opportunity to use a real live kitchen was taken wholly advantage of before rediscovering the city once more.

I'm not sure how much time I will spend here, but know only that it will surely not be enough time. There are places we all chance upon and each time we return open up new reasons to stay.

Tomorrow I shall adventure, but foremost I shall climb to Arthur's Seat, an immense mountain that looms over the city that has been shaped by wind and time to take the shape of an ancient throne that prevails over the entire city below it. The winds can get up to 50 to 60 mph daily up there and because of that there are posts and ropes to haul yourself to the top.

There are sprawling ancient cities, vast metropolises set over winding rivers, ports of call that get built up age after age, but there is something primordial, humanly massive about the creation of a city among the mountains that stands the test of time which instills a certain awe, and perhaps humility.

That is Edinburgh.

- C


  • At 5:22 AM , Blogger Patchalito said...

    That is most definitely a place I would like to visit some day. While I don't have any family there, and know nothing about the Scottish culture, I'd still get past those inhibitions to see a place so lavishly described.

    Holy cats its cold here. Water main on my street broke on Sunday night/Monday morning. Spend all day Monday without water. You never know how cool running water is until you have to support a baby without it.

  • At 10:31 AM , Blogger Cor said...

    Trying to remember the name of the pub built into the hill. Can't thing of it. If you find it, say hi to 'ol Mary for me, if she still be in life.

  • At 11:46 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

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  • At 8:38 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

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