Plan…Travel…Repeat

This morning we headed out to Fort George. The military base they put up in 1747/48 after the Jacobite rebellion. It sits right on the ocean above Inverness and is a modern style (as modern as 1750 could be) defensive base. It is built in a star formation and depressed down into the ground so that you cannot see any of the buildings from the land side approach. I guess not really depressed down more like they built up the ground around the outer wall.

For an active military base there didn’t seem to be much security. It does house museums but it is still a training base so it was weird to just walk through the gate with no one checking ids and then wander around on our own. Completely different than what we do on even our reserve bases.

Julien and Micheal led us through and talked about the protections that came from the way it was built along with what building it said bout the Jacobite cause. The base was built a few years after BPC failed attempt to take the crown. He escaped back to France so there was always the possibility that he could rally troops to fight for him again. The English did not want to find themselves in the same place it did t the start of the 45 campaign. They wanted to be better prepared. Julien pointed out that this clearly indicated they respected the highland forces that BPC was able to muster. He said they wouldn’t have spent this kind of money that quickly if they didn’t think it was a real threat.

The back ramparts looked out over the sea and we saw a few dolphins swimming around. Which seemed to be a big highlight for most of the people. we went through the chapel together and learned that they set up drums to be the pulpits when out on campaign. A stack of drums meant services were about to start.

We didn’t have a lot of time here so we checked out the barrack museums that were done up for the 18th century and rushed through the Highlander Military Museum. I wish we had more time to read more of the exhibits but we did see the highlights. There were two battle flags from the napoleonic war along with other military flags and medals.

From Fort George we drove up higher in the highlands to Dunrobin Castle. It sets right on the coast and has quite an impressive garden. Think Downtown Abbey on an Oceanside cliff.

The modern castle was built around the original medieval fortress but they left a bit of it in the central courtyard. You see no part of it from the exterior but from a hallway you can look out some windows into a small courtyard. Not sure why a house with these massive gardens needed this small inner courtyard. Maybe it keeps out the ocean breezes during the winter.

The grounds were quite impressive. They were laid out in three parts, all formal. No rambling fields here. Order and precision appeared to be the goal. The sea beyond the wall added the element of wildness and freedom to balance all the hard lines of the gardens.

Dunrobin had a working falconry, where the falconer actually took the birds out for hunts on a regular basis. We watched the falconry demonstration. The falcons and hawks swooped through the audience the Scottish are more daring and allowed the birds much closer to the crowd than we do in the states. It was a little creepy to feel them fly by.

The house also had a taxidermy museum but we ran out of time and missed it. Supposedly the family had been big hunters back in the early days when big game hunting was all the rage for the rich and titled. I heard it was really creepy with mounted animals everywhere so glad we missed it.

Queen Victoria visited and the home was decked out with new tapestries and bed coverings in her honor. The Queen gave 2 years notice so there was plenty of time to refurbish and polish all the best silver.

Members of the family were part of the military throughout the years and various uniforms and battle flags were displayed in the house. The coronation robes were also displayed. But my favorite display was the laundry room that showed the slow advancement of vacuum cleaners. I guess the family thought we would like to see things we would all have some familiarity with.

After the tour of Dunrobin we headed to our hotel in Inverness. Val and I walked into town to check it out and find dinner. There was a nice pedestrian walkway beside the river and it was not as cold as I expected. We caught a few stores open but mainly just walked around. We did stumble on an old church so we stopped for a few photos. Most restaurants were full and without reservations it took us a while to find somewhere for dinner. We ended up with burgers that were ok but not great. We should have made reservation as were suggested by our tour guides.

After a wonderful night on the royal Yacht we had to get up bright and early to change hotels. We are off to Inverness. Along the way we are stopping off to visit Scone Palace (pronounced scoon/scune not scone like the pastry). Scone Palace got its start as the location where all Scottish Kings must be crowned and all were until James IV in 1488. It was the site of a priory as far back as 1114 and became an Abby before the turn of the century. Kings were originally enthroned at Scone on the Stone of Scone before they were also crowned in 1249 with the crowning of Alexander III. After Robert the Bruce’s crowning in 1306 when the English seized the stone and took it to Westminster. It has now been returned to Scotland but it is in a museum in Perth and not back on Moot Hill at scone Palace.

The Abby was eventually raided during the reformation and burned. There are no traces of it today. The current palace was built in 1803 on the grounds of the medieval manor house and has a more modern feel. It is a beautiful home used by the current Viscount Stormont the son of the Earl of Mansfield. We actually saw him wandering the grounds while looking for the maze. Before I knew who he was I thought he was the most quintessential modern Scotsman I had ever seen. It was like he walked right out of central casting. He had on a plaid quilted vest with a padded shoulder I assume for his hunting rifle and a dog, he perfectly fit the setting.

The inside of the house was more Victorian and was mainly filled with family portraits. The first Earl of Mansfield was involved in the abolitionist movement and ruled on several cases that helped end the slave trade in England. The movie Belle is about his younger brother’s daughter Dido Elizabeth Belle whose mother had been a Cuban slave. There is a portrait of her and her cousin in the house hanging beside one of her father.

No photos were allowed in the house so I have nothing to show from the insides but the outsides were lovely. Several peacocks were roaming around but sadly never caught one with its feathers up.

We had a great lunch of soup and sandwiches in the old kitchen that displayed more cooper pots than I have ever seen. After lunch val and I headed off to try the star shaped maze and ran into Julien also looking for it. I had thought to take a photo of the map of the grounds but neither Val or Julien would listen to me and we had to backtrack several times to get to a trail on the right side of the fence to get to the maze. We passed by 2 before eventually having to come back and use the second one. Of course they both said they knew that was where we should have gone but yet we still walked way out of our way before turning back.

The maze was pretty simple and we used the all left turn rule and made it to the center with no dead ends. So it took us 3 wrong turns about 10 minutes backtracking to find the maze and about 2 minutes to do it. I did feel good when the little girl who entered after us didn’t end up beating us through the maze. It looked close for a while but she missed a turn at the end and we swooped by for the win.

From there we headed up through the highlands to Inverness. The scenery was lovely. The hills turned into mountains and the trees to heather. Sadly heather blooms in July and August so we didn’t see it at its best but still quite beautiful in its harshness.

We arrived at our hotel after a long day on the bus. The room is a bit funky with the toilet in a separate room from the shower and the mirror. There are sinks in both rooms but they didn’t put a mirror in with the toilet which seemed like poor planning.

Dinner tonight was at the hotel and it was sadly not a repeat of the superb service we had received the night before. We sat down at 7:30 and were still waiting for our dinner after 9. There were not a lot of options and I went with the venison which I can’t say I enjoyed. The first course had been a piece of salmon which might have been smoked or might have been raw I am not sure. I took a few bites but that was all I could do. The venison was basically the same. It was so dark I couldn’t tell if it was raw or just really gummy. Again a few bites and done. Dessert however was delicious. By the time we were finished everyone was really tired and Alison and Sarah raced through their talk on MQS in film and TV. It got a bit racy so not sure if they were tired or had a bit too much of the free flowing wine.

A good time was had by all.

Absolutely the highlight of the trip.

We made it back to the hotel with just enough time to get all dressed up and head out to the port for dinner on the yacht. We arrived to a bagpiper and glasses of champagne in the sitting room. We had time to take some pictures then headed out on our guided tour with someone following behind to refill our champagne glasses. We went through the crew quarters then up to the staterooms which are quite small. The Queen had a separate bedroom from Prince Philip and both had twin beds. There was one double bed in the third stateroom with the fourth on that floor set up as a nursery. There were more rooms one floor down for other non-royal guests. President and Nancy Reagan were the only non-royals to stay on the floor with the Queen.

After the tour we returned to the reception/sitting room and awaited the other group before heading into the dining room for dinner. The meal was amazing and the service impeccable. Each table had 4 waiters and they were all choreographed to sit the plates down at the exact same time. Your glass never got empty as the wine flowed freely. After dinner we went back into the reception area for after dinner drinks. I had both a local whiskey and then finished my night off with a Baileys.

It was a fabulous night that I will never forget.

We were up and at it early this morning for a full day of touring and then our dinner tonight on the Royal Yacht Britannia, which is one of the highlights of the trip, but more about that later.

I did try the blood pudding this morning. It looks unsuspiciously like an over cooked sausage patty but looks can be deceiving. Once you cut into it, it is the same color throughout. Something about that is off putting or maybe just a warning to be cautious. I would say it tastes exactly how it looks – piece of burnt tire- but again not trouble swallowing horrible but one bite was enough. Haggis is a much better option for the less than adventurous eater. Val didn’t try either one.

It is even hard to distinguish on the play but it is that coal like bit on the very top beside the tomato.

Here is a close up…

After the delicious breakfast we headed off to Abbotsford which is Sir Walter Scott’s home. On the bus and several other talks and discussions I have learned the importance Scott played in shaping our views on Scotland and the highlanders. His Waverly series is on the Jacobite rebellion and most of his early poems are on the highlands and the Scottish way of life. He provided a very romantic view of the Highlanders and Bonnie Prince Charlie, the hero fighting a lost cause. At the time of the 1745 rebellion the spin was that it was nothing but the barbaric hairy highlanders that supported BPC and no one wanted to be associated with them, they were still in their clan reiver heyday. That made it easy to separate the rest of the country and allow it to move forward and rebuild their desire to remain part of England.

But back to Scott and his Scotland PR campaign. He convinced King George IV to show up in Edinburgh in full highland regalia. He had him in a kilt, argyle socks and even pink hose since his legs were to white. Even though the King was overly caricatured in the outfit it brought them into fashion. Everyone soon was wearing tartan.

Scott was the major author of the day. He was making the equivalent of 1.5 million pounds a year. Sadly Scott was living a 2 million pound life style. He was a crazy collector and his house certainly showed that. His book company went bankrupt but he vowed to pay it back and was put on a 300,000 pound yearly budget. Based on the house I not sure that stopped him.

He collected armor, weapons, books and just stuff. He had a lot of things he claimed were connected to historical figures and probably paid hefty sums for what has been proven to be junk. Although he did dash over to Waterloo just two weeks after the battle to collect anything he could, several breast plates, helmets and guns.

The house also had a great garden with some apple trees and tulips in bloom.

From Scott’s home we headed to Traquair House, Scotland’s oldest continuously inhabited house. The Stuart family has called it home since 1491. We actually were greeted by the current Lady of Traquair for a little champagne before heading out to tour the house. The house has been visited by over 20 Scottish kings and queens including MQS. The family remained staunchly catholic during the reformation so the house was full of hidden stash holes and staircases. Unlike Walter Scott’s collection this house had several MQS memorabilia including one of her rosaries. We saw the bed she slept in and the cradle that James I &VII slept in as a baby. Surprisingly the cradle was still used until they opened the house to visitors and the current Lady Traquair was rocked in it as a baby.

The house is now used for events and has a few bedrooms open for bed and breakfast. Supposedly haunted so it could be a fun adventure if you’re willing to pack light – the staircases are a twisting curvy mess. I would not want to bring a big bag up those stairs. One set you used a rope to help pull yourself up.

There was also a great story of how Lady Traquair who was also the Countess of Nithsdale saved the 9th Earl of Nithsdale from the Tower of London. She used the often replicated clothes swap ploy – two in two others out. She begged the King to release him but when unsuccessful she and her maid who had been visiting multiple times a day walked in and she and her husband walked out. Her husband headed off to France and she went back in and brought her maid out. They all made it safely to France. Husband was pretty worthless in the whole escapade. One of the five successful escape from the Tower.

After Traquair House we headed back to Edinburgh for dinner but it deserves its own post.

The day started off with a breakfast buffet at the hotel. I am not sure if I have tried haggis before but it was on the menu so I gave it a go. Not near as bad as I feared, not exactly good but not horrible. It has a funny mushy texture for meat (there are some oats mixed in) but kind of spicy like a mild chorizo. Tomorrow I will try the black pudding. Didn’t quite have it in me today but since the haggis was an ok experience I am up for giving it a try.

After breakfast we headed out on the bus to the castle. Now the bus cannot go down High Street so it lets you off on the main street down below and we had to climb the stairs we did the first day. It would have been better to walk from the hotel than climb those stairs again but we made it.

Julien was our guide through the castle grounds and gave us all sorts of information on the military aspects of it through the years.

The medieval area is the great hall and a few chambers off that. One of the small chambers is where Mary Queen of Scots gave birth to the future King James I of England. It was a tiny little room. Likely not any bigger than some of your primary rooms closet.

The Scotland Crown Jewels are in the castle and even though older than England’s they are not as impressive. You have a sword, scepter and crown.

On a more modern turn there was a military museum with a big presentation on the Napoleonic war. There is a Napoleon war eagle that was taking in the battle by a sergeant who received a battlefield promotion.

From the castle we wandered around the city again and grabbed a quick lunch before touring St Giles Cathedral. Since it is a reformation church it is not all that elaborate inside. Absolutely nothing like the Catholic Churches in Italy and Rome. However, still worth a visit. It does have the Thistle Chapel which houses the Order of the Thistle. Basically the Scottish version of the Order of the Garter. I am not sure how everyone chooses or gets assigned their standard but either way I do think some better thought should go into them.

From the church we did a tour through the streets of Edinburgh working our way down from the old town to the new town establish primarily in the Georgian time period. Julian and Micheal led the tour so it was a rambling walk with various odd stories. We learned a lot about what is thought to be the influence for Dr Jekyl and Mr. Hyde. Seems there was a relatively prominent member of a local family that made furniture became a different person at night gambling and drinking. To cover his debts he started robbing people at night. No one cared until he robbed the government office then he was tracked down and hung in the city center. Now he has a pub named after him. Robert Louis Stevenson grew up not far from this point and likely heard these stories as a child.

We also heard a sad story of Lord Montrose who fought for James II in 1715 and was left to fend for himself when James fled to France. Which happened to be the third time James had asked for his help then didn’t follow through. He was also hung in the city gallows and his body separated. After sometime it was determined he was actually a good guy and they brought his heart back to be buried in the church.

We walked through one of the closes(basically alleys) to see how the houses were just stacked on top of each other. From there down to the new more spread out area with wide streets and manicured squares. Our hotel is then area so we are basically walking back.

We also walked by the home of the doctor who discovered chloroform. always something exciting to learn.

We finished out this day with dinner on our own. Nothing fancy we had chicken sandwiches at a local pub.

The official tour starts today and we planned to be there right when they set up at 10. Packing up our suitcases took a little longer than expected and we didn’t get over to the new hotel until closer to 11. Our first hotel was ready close so we were just going to walk our luggage over. To make it easy we made two trips. We took the big suitcases over checked in and they headed back for our second set. Our room wasn’t ready and nothing was really planned until 2 so we went out to get lunch and wander around a bit. We ended up in the high end shopping district with Gucci, Burberry and others of that caliber so basically just window shopping. I did find a new rain coat at the cheaper stores on the edge of the area so not a total window shopping event.

We grabbed a quick burger and headed back to hear the first talk of the tour. Nicola spoke on Mary Queen of Scots jewels. Not many remain but we are going to see a few tonight when we tour the Hollywood Palace so it was nice to hear about them and what made them special. We also got quick talks from Alison on Edinburgh and Julian on Scottish history (which he was able to boil down to just 27 dates) before having a buffet dinner and drinks.

Several people we met on previous tours are here again so we got reacquainted with old friends and met a few new ones. Surprisingly there are more guys on this one than the other two we have done combined. we also had a chance to talk to all the authors and got to pick a new book from one. I picked Alison’s new novel since it isn’t out until later in the states. I will try to buy the others so that I can get them signed while I am here.

After dinner we headed out for a private tour of Holyroodhouse Palace. Holyrood is the royal resident in Scotland. Unlike Balmoral which is their private property, Holyrood is owned by the crown and is where they stay when they are conducting royal business. Portions of the castle date back to MQS days and it is where her private secretary was killed by her husband and the Protestant members of her council. On the tour we got to see the tiny room where they hauled him away from Mary and then where he was killed. The floor is marked with red paint to pay homage to earlier tours where having what guest thought was the actual blood increased the tips.

The palace in and of itself is beautiful. There are several rooms with these very elaborate plaster ceilings and wood paneling. Some of the rooms are set for modern day use and can be closed off from the tours if any of the family is in residence while others are the historical rooms and set up to look like they did in the 15/17 century. We got to visit the late queens private drawing room which had been decorated by her earlier in her reign. It was where she would have private meetings with other heads of state.

There was also quite a bit about Prince Charles or Bonnie Prince Charlie to prevent confusion with the new king. He stayed at Holyrood Palace during the Jacobite rebellion before his defeat at Culloden. in an ironic note after the Jacobites left Edinburgh the British moved in and Lord Cumberland stayed in the same room and slept on the same bed that BPC did just weeks earlier.

Again not a lot of photos for the day. Sadly no pictures inside so I could not take any photos of the jewels or the private sitting room.

Today we planned to hit the art museum, the portraitgallery and the writers museum with the friend we had dinner with last night. The museum opened at 10 so we met up and headed to the art museum first since we knew exactly where that was. Surprisingly the museum was free and even more surprisingly it had some great paintings. We went in an odd door so we didn’t start at the beginning or get any kind of guide so we had no idea what to expect. Wandered into the first room and there with no fanfare was a Botticelli, a Da Vinci and three Raphael’s. there was also a great El Greco. The museum was a little hard to find your way around (probably worked fine if we had gone in the front door) but otherwise well worth it. They had a great impressionist wing with several Van Gogh’s, one of Monet’s night paintings and several other great works. I was quite impressed.

From there we walked up to the portrait gallery, which is housed in a great Georgian building. It had a full length portrait of Mary Queen of Scots we wanted to see. The museum was rather small but again since it was free well worth the trip in.

The portrait gallery also housed an old library was full of death masks, including Bergman Franklins. Not sure how that got to Edinburgh bit there it was in a cabinet with other dignitaries and murderers. It was an eclectic collection.

A little tired from all the museums and paintings we decided to skip the writers museum and grab some pizza for a late lunch.

We had a little time to burn that afternoon before we were planning to meet up to do a ghost tour that evening so Val and I shopped our way back to our hotel. We didn’t buy anything but cookies so not sure if that counts as a success or a failure but it is what it is.

The ghost tour was okay if a little corny. We went through the Greyfriars Kirk and cemetery with stories of grave robbers and the murderers buried there. However, it is hard to set a spooky mood if the first story you tell is about the dog that came for 16 years to lie on his masters grave. They have a cute statute of the dog right before you enter the churchyard and it is basically one of the mascots of the city.

After the cemetery the guide took us down into the vaults under the streets which were pretty creepy. The stories were more about the use of the vaults for storage or criminal activity then anything really scary. There was a coven of modern witches who requested and were granted use of some of the vaults up until the early 2000s but their stuff looked more theatrical than scary. The dark damp walls did set a spooky mood and I was glad when we exited but never really scared.

It was a late night and cold so after the vaults we headed back to our room. The tour starts tomorrow so we move hotels in the morning. Not looking to packing up all my new purchases.

I didn’t take too many pictures today so only a few from the ghost tour.

We had intended to catch the train out to Saint Andrews for the day since we have several days in Edinburgh both on the tour and on our own, but decided to do the hop on and off bus on our way to the train station. Turns out it was a good decision. We had a great day seeing the sights and not surprisingly doing more shopping.

First stop on the bus was the grass market where they were having a farmers/craft market. We bought a few things and walked around and saw the sights. The location turned out to be where there was supposedly this great view of the castle – if of course you are willing to walk up several flights of steps. The first picture is from the ground level no steps required just hop off the bus and snap. The second probably equivalent of 4/5 flights. Was it worth it. Not sure.

A better find at this bus stop was Victoria Street. There is a pub on this treat where JK Rowling started writing Harry Potter and some say it was the inspiration for Diagon Alley. Regardless of whether you are a Harry Potter fan or not the street is worth a visit with its brightly colored buildings. There is also a small museum that was once an oddity shop that is cashing in on the Harry Potter fame. There was a line of about 30 people waiting their turn to enter.

From here we hopped back on the bus and headed off to the next stop. which turned out to be more shopping. We intended to do the textile museum but never made it. Instead we shopped our way down to the next bus stop. We found the cutest knitting shop that sold both wool and finished items. I came out with a green sweater and a blue hat. Val went crazy and bought basically one of everything. Not really but she did keep adding to her stack. Being hot natured most of the sweaters were way to heavy for me but it was fun to look. The owner told stories about who made what so at least we knew we were not buying mass market tourist stuff.

We had a bite to eat then off to the next bus stop to finish our tour. However, it turns out a protest was coming down the street so no buses for a while. We thought we would get away from it and walk on to the next stop but ended up making it past two before we saw the buses running again.

If we hadn’t climbed up enough for the perfect picture we did it again. This time up Caiton Hill. This one was more worth it but still not the best photos of the castle. There was a least some things at the top of the climb to see but not sure I would recommend it. You can walk up without using the steps so not horrible just not all that great.

We had dinner plans with one of the ladies we met on the last tour so we walked back to our hotel to get ready to meet up with her. This time we took a recommendation from the concierge at her hotel and our dinner was much better. I had the steak and ale pie and it was delicious. She had just flown in so she went back to her hotel after dinner and Val and I wandered around a bit and I finally got the picture of the castle I had been hoping for. the sun was setting and the castle looked like it was glowing. We took several more photos and called it a night.

For all the mad dash of yesterday, everything came together today. We arrived right at 10 all our luggage made it fine and it was an easy cab into the city and our hotel.

The weather was what I guess is a typical spring day for everyone not in Texas. The sun was shining and the air was crisp if somewhat cold. The plan for the day was to make it through until evening, so after dropping off our luggage we headed out to see what was in our neighborhood. We are on a nice pedestrian street with several pubs and coffee shops pretty much in the center of new town and not far from the historic high street.

We walked around to get our bearings and soon started doing what we do best -shopping. I am a sucker for scarves and Edinburgh is the mother load of tartan scarves. It wasn’t long before I had picked out my first one. I will say there is a tartan store on every block and often two or three and even the same stores right across the street from each other. You did find different colors so we checked out most of them (big surprise I know).

We did quite a bit of walking and found our way to several of the sights we will see on the tour so we just took a few photos from the outside and moved on. We did make several wrong turns that included climbing flights of stairs. We went down the never ending stairs by the castle (the castle sits on the top of a volcano to give you an idea of of the never ending staircase) only to find there was no way around on that side and had to climbs back up. Stopped for lots of pictures at the top to catch our breath before we back tracked the way we came back to the hotel.

We picked a pub close to the hotel for dinner. There were a lot of people drinking but no one eating which should have been our first sign. The tiny kitchen behind the bar should have been our second. Ever the adventurers I went ahead and order two fish and chips. All I can say is that the beer was good. Actually the fish wasn’t so bad just lackluster.

We made it to 8 so felt respectable to head back to the hotel for bed. We watched a little BBC before completely crashing out. No air conditioning so it did get a little hot in the room but we slept until Val’s alarm woke us up at 6. She forgot to turn it off. Sun was already out so it was hard to go back to sleep. But more on day two tomorrow.

Here are some sights around Edinburgh. I got the new iPhone so my camera would be better and I think it really paid off. The gargoyles are on the top of the Scott monument. Also for a mere 10 quid you could hold that eagle but I passed not because I didn’t have cash because surprisingly he took cards to make it super easy to have your photo op, I just don’t want to wear the nasty glove. I forgot to take pictures of my purchases but will do that tomorrow.

Packed and ready to take off on another Alison Weir tour with my sister. This time off to Scotland to see some of Mary Queen of Scots stomping ground with a highlight of dinner on the Royal Britannia while in Edinburgh.

All seemed to be going smoothly until I went to check into my flight and delta responded with a notice of two days until time to check-in. Panic ensued. First thought was how could I have messed up the dates so bad. Emails confirmed I had booked for the right day but all that was showing with the confirmation number was the new flight l, nothing bout the change. Made me feel like I was crazy. Delta not being my favorite airline (Atlanta is a nightmare), I don’t have the app or even a login so it was a struggle to confirm my flight times. The call wait was an excruciating 30 minutes and then about another 30 getting it fixed. Seems there was something going on at the Amsterdam airport and our flight was canceled and rescheduled for Saturday night. It would have been nice to be informed but I guess that was too much to ask. Even the agent helping could see that it said I hadn’t been notified. Not sure how that is appropriate but then it also wasn’t letting her change the flight without me paying for the difference in the tickets. So after what seemed like hours on hold the supervisor made the adjustments necessary to rebook me to go out on Thursday flying through New York. This meant we had to head out 3 hours earlier and made my decision to work that morning seem really stupid. Good thing I was packed and ready over the weekend so other than a few things like phone cords I arrived with everything I needed.

After a mad dash out of the office we got to the airport around 12:30 and had time for lunch which I was excited about since a lot of Austin restaurants are now only in the airport. We ended up at Huts. The burger was good but Austin burgers have come along way from when Huts used to be the go to place on 6th. The cheese fries not so much. It was like movie nacho cheese with a sprinkling of grated cheddar. Don’t get me wrong I ate them but they were far from what I remembered. It did however make the 2 hour wait at the airport go quickly.

Due to the last minute change to our flights we lost our comfort plus seats and were on the very last row crammed in like sardines. The flight to New York was miserable. We had a quick connection to our next flight and walked to the gate right as they were starting to board so all the worry about the tight connection was for nothing. Again we were in the last row but the seats did have a little more space and were not as uncomfortable. All our luggage made it safely to Scotland (even my carry one that I checked at the gate). So all worked out in the end.

We made it to Edinburgh much earlier than the original flight so had the whole day to wander. more on that later.