We rolled out of bed and there was the castle, right on our doorstep. Climbing the steps to the gate we were suddenly surrounded by a hoard of school children also on their way to see the pride of Edinburgh.
Walking across the drawbridge and through the gate, we wandered up towards the ticket booth and then recoiled in shock at the price of a ticket. £13 to see the castle – no student discount. Gritting our teeth we paid up, both with the same thought on our minds: “This had better be a really effing good castle.”
And so it was! Not moments after we had entered the first courtyard but a very nice man called Frank was offering a free tour around the whole castle. Dressed in a kilt, serenading us with a lovely southern Scottish accent, and charming us with his friendly face, we decided that this looked like quite a good idea. Frank (McSomthing) led us around the castle pointing out all the really interesting and scenic spots. This was a great tour!
If you ever wind up in Edinburgh and you have £13 to spare, then I’d heartily recommend the castle. It’s jam packed with loads of interesting stuff. Not to mention the Scottish crown jewels. If you plan a heist, then please count me in.
There was also a war memorial for every Scottish soldier killed since 1914 at the top of the castle. It’s an awesome chapel, with such a brilliant sombre feel to it; there was book upon book stuffed full of names and dates of death. The centre of the chapel is set upon the summit of the hill which the castle is built upon. The volcanic rock comes up through the floor and there is a beautiful marble altar on top.
Walking along the walls, there is a spectacular view of all of Edinburgh, the Forth of Firth and the sea beyond. I tested out my camera’s panoramic feature:
I dare not neglect to mention the war museum and the great hall of the castle which both had such an arsenal of weapons that, were one inclined to do so, a person could arm a sizeable army then go on a bit of a rampage, raiding and pillaging to their heart’s content.
Leaving the castle, we looked back at the main gateway to see something which nice Mr McFrank had mentioned in his tour. In between statues of Robert The Bruce and William Wallace is the Scottish national motto (a bit like our Dieu Et Mon Droit) and it reads : Nemo Me Impune La Cessit. Which translated means ‘Nobody provokes me with impunity. Or in layman’s terms: You hit me, I’ll hit you.
Coming Next: The Travels V – Tak’ The High Rood
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