Good morning!
On my first two days in Scotland, before I hit the Highlands, I clip-clopped up and down Edinburgh’s Royal Mile. It was lined with colorful shops. . .
And an occasional person in kilts:
There was also the spooky cemetery at Greyfriars Kirk (church):
Less spooky was the statue of Greyfriars Bobby. Everyone wanted to rub his nose. He was a faithful dog who guarded his master’s grave for 14 years:
At one end of the Royal Mile is Edinburgh Castle. . .
And at the other end is the Scottish Parliament building. . .
And just next door, Holyrood Palace:
Here I am in Mary, Queen of Scots’ bedroom:
I better not make a poopie in here! 🐴