Two days off! My legs can recover! On Tuesday, we arrived shortly after noon in Edinburgh and dropped our bags and bikes at the hostel, then went for a walk around town. The winds were indeed howling, which we kept affirming to ourselves to ease the guilt we felt of not cycling to Edinburgh.
Actually, just before before we caught the train in Dunbar, four bike tourists pulled up at the station. We’d met them the day before and chatted briefly. They tried cycling that morning but gave up as well, in the crazy winds. (See, I’m still justifying taking the train.)
After the small and quiet towns of the last few days, we felt disoriented when suddenly dumped in the centre of a beautiful, but busy city, surrounded by tourist, buses, and cameras. Does anyone actually go to SEE a place anymore? Or does everyone record events only through their cameras?
This morning we slept in, found some breakfast, then walked up the big hill of Holyrood Park, from where we had a great view over the city and played tourist for a few hours. Nicely tired, we returned to the hostel for lunch and spent some time planning our route for the next few days. It’s hard to believe we’ll be in Aberdeen in a few days!
Some photos in Edinburgh: