At last the day arrived for our flight to Scotland. We deliberately scheduled our stay to include being in Edinburgh for the big vote! On September 18, citizens of Scotland will vote ‘yes’ or ‘no’ on a referendum that will give them the opportunity to become independent from England.
Edinburgh has endured through the ages, with archaeologists really not able to establish the exact date of the famous castle of the same name which serves as the anchor for the town. Some references to the castle exist from 600 AD. However, it is certain that the castle became a royal principality under King Malcom III with his youngest son having died here in 1107 AD. Edinburgh has been the capital of Scotland since 1437, but under English rule since 1707.
Allen drove us to the Kansas City airport for our first and uneventful flight to Chicago, however, mechanical failures on our trans-Atlantic 757, caused 2 hours of delay as the plane sat at the gate with every seat booked. Once underway, however, the flight was excellent. Thankfully, I slept a good deal of the way, but the boys stayed awake watching movies until our break through the clouds to a dark and misty Edinburgh – the weatherman describes it as ‘murky.’
Since we had no checked luggage and most of the passengers were locals, we proceeded quickly through customs due to a short line and the late arrival. After exchanging a few dollars into pounds, we found a call booth to ring Dave Stewart, our ‘meet and greet’ guy for the apartment. What a treat to discover that he arranged for us to check in 2 1/2 hours earlier than the 2pm standard checkin time!
Both boys took long naps, then whilst Nathan continued sleeping, Dallas and I found a grocery store only seven minutes walk away. After a snack of Scottish-made butter, cheese, and freshly baked bread, we toured the John Knox House and a made a quick run through the Museum of Edinburgh, both a short stroll east of our 1 Parliament Square apartment.
Nathan’s knee was beginning to bother him, so he headed back to the room – taking fine photos along the way; Dallas and i stopped by the grocer again and selected some meat (including a chub of haggis, and chips, all made in Scotland to augment our snacks, as well as eggs and biscuits for brecky. We have found this to be a tremendous savings to prepare our meals in the full kitchen versus eating meals out.
As the terrified screams from participants of the Edinburgh ghost tours wafts away in the late hours,our eyes grow heavy and we drift off to sleep.