|High Street in Edinburgh. Dean is on the sidewalk.|
|House of John Knox. I'd like to have that phrase carved above my door, too.|
We never really saw a map of the paths up the hill, so instead of taking the east path to Arthur's Seat, we ended up on the west path up the Salisbury Crags which are right beside Arthur's Seat. Pretty stunning, nonetheless. The views of Edinburgh were amazing, it being another clear and sunny day in Scotland! I rewarded myself with an ice cream cone at the bottom of the hill and then we hopped on a bus back to our car and headed back to Glasgow for our last night in Scotland.
|Climbing Salisbury Crags|
|Dean talking to someone in Hotel Indigo, Glasgow|
And thus ends the tale of our adventure in Scotland. It was more beautiful than I had imagined, had a greater impact on both of us than we expected, and the untamed nature of the land and the down to earth generosity of the people were a constant source of inspiration. Like I mentioned in another post, I believe the beauty of the place had a rather profound impact on me. Though we were physically tired when we returned, I felt refreshed, like I had drunk from a well that had access to very deep, cool, springs. Thank you, Scotland, for giving us such riches.
|Into the taxi and on our way home|