3 - 7 February
We flew to Edinburgh via Heathrow. An uneventful day, which is always good to be able to say when the day involves a tram, a train, two planes and a bus. Our accommodation is a flat behind someone's house in Corstorphine on the edge of Edinburgh, so of course dinner at The Corstorphine, the local pub.
The next day, Wednesday, we caught a bus into the city to do a city walk. We learnt some interesting things about the city, its history and what to look out for over the next few days.
It was also a good way to rid ourselves of one of our old £ notes!
We had some pounds left over from a previous visit to England some years ago, and in the past few years they changed their notes to plastic ones like Australia. Ours were now out of date.
If we had a local bank account, we could just swap them over, but because we don't we had to get them changed at a currency exchange - at 10% commission!
So our guide can just swap the money we gave him - we don't feel too bad.
After the city walk we wandered the mile, changed our money, had a drink in a pub, looked at a few local artisan tourist stalls, wandered along the street that was JK Rowling's inspiration for Diagon Alley, walked to the top of the mile near the castle before jumping on a bus to home, walking through the local cemetery on the way.
We spent nearly all day Thursday at Edinburgh Castle, which sits at the top end of The Royal Mile. We had tickets for a guided tour to start the day, then spent the rest of the day wandering the castle's many rooms and museums.
A short wander down to the lower end of The Royal Mile to Holyrood Palace before walking back up to the main road and a bus home.
Friday we went back into town, walked up Calton Hill, revisited a few sites from yesterday
![]() | On the Royal Mile, this is where a Prison stood. The screams of those being tortured could clearly be heard on the street. |
![]() | St Giles Church, where Queen Elizabeth's body lay in state for the first few days before being sent to London. |
![]() | Public executions took place on a nearly daily basis for a couple of hundred years at this place in the city, the Grass Market. |
![]() The Spirit of Tasmania | ![]() The old Royal Yacht Britannia is permanently moored here as a tourist exhibit. |

And the rain held off :)














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